After the mother sat down, a little girl in a white floral dress ran out from the hallway of the bedroom.

  This was Li Xiaoming's younger sister, named Li Xiaodie.

  In his notes, Li Xiaoming's attitude towards his sister was also one of disdain, but there wasn't much description of her feelings towards him.

  She pulled out a chair and sat o Qin Nuo, obediently pig up a knife and fork. She turned her head and gave Qin Nuo a sweet smile, "Brother, I finished my homework on time tonight!"

  Qin Nuo felt a bit puzzled.

  Why tell him about finishing homework? Shouldn't she be telling her parents?

  Could it be that Li Xiaoming was responsible for supervising her homework? That didn't seem likely.

  "Oh, and then?" Qin Nuo asked indifferently, pig up a dish that looked like skewered meat with his fork.

  It looked quite good, but once he chewed it, it was tough and sour. He couldn't tell what kind of meat it was.

  In truth, if given a choice, Qin Nuo wouldn't want to touy of the dishes oable, even if they appeared normal.

  But for the sake of pying his part, Qin Nuo tried a piece.

  After swallowing a pieeat, perhaps it sychological, but Qin Nuo felt unfortable, even nauseous. He cleverly avoided the meat dishes afterward, only pig vegetables to fill his bowl.

  "Brother, there are a few questions I don't uand. Could you e to my room ter and help me?" Li Xiaodie asked cheerfully, seemingly enjoying stig close to her brother, despite Qin Nuo's cold demeanor.

  Qin Nuo frowned.

  Just as he was about to speak, his mother interrupted while pig up some food, "Do your own homework, don't bother your brother."

  She shot Li Xiaodie a cold gnce.

  Li Xiaodie stuck out her tongue and tinued eating her rice without saying anything.

  The mother picked up a dish, leaned over to Qin Nuo, and used chopsticks to pce food into his bowl, smiling, "Try this dish, it's your favorite. You must be tired from school, so I made it just for you!"

  It looked like a pte of Mapo tofu, garnished with green onions, appearing delicious and appetizing.

  But Qin Nuo poked the tofu with his chopsticks. It looked tender, as if it would melt in his mouth, but he felt it wasn't the kind of tofu he was thinking of.

  Qin Nuo swallowed, not really wanting to eat it.

  "What’s wrong? This is your favorite dish. Don't you like it? This isn't like you." His mother looked at Qin Nuo with a doting smile, implying she wouldn't sit back down until he ate it.

  With no choice, Qin Nuo took a piece mixed with rid put it into his mouth.

  The tofu was iender, like double-skin milk, with a exture, but it didn't taste like tofu, which was strange. Qin Nuo couldn't quite describe it.

  Seeing Qin Nuo swallow it, his mother finally smiled tentedly and sat back down.

  Across the table, Li Xiaodong watched with eyes bzing, biting the fork in his mouth until it was reduced to metal shards, making a g souween his teeth.

  Qin Nuo couldn't help but g his mother.

  He noticed her eyes were only on him, filled with affe.

  Why was she only doting on Li Xiaoming? Wasn't this mother a bit biased?

  Qin Nuo woo himself.

  The dinner was strange and awkward.

  His father took a bite of food, then gulped down a bottle ht red wine, gring murderously at his wife.

  The wife, oher hand, stared straight at Qin Nuo, occasionally pg food into his bowl, her eyes full of maternal love.

  The sed so his older brother as if he were an enemy.

  The younger sister g to Qin Nuo like a leech, eager for her big brother's affe.

  By the end of the meal, Qin Nuo didn't even know what he had eaten. Whatever his mother pced in front of him, he symbolically took a small bite.

  After the meal, his father dragged his chair back to a dark er, pulled out a new neer from a drawer, and tinued reading, c his face.

  His mother cleared the dishes from the table and instructed Qin Nuo, "The water is ready. After your bath, go back to your room and finish your homework, okay?"

  With that, she carried the dishes into the kit.

  Li Xiaodong silently ran back to his room.

  Li Xiaodie jumped off her chair, picked up her textbooks in the living room, and tilted her head, asking, "Brother, 't you really help me?"

  Qin Nuo, with a look of impatience, said, "I said I'm busy, get lost!"

  Li Xiaodie didn't show any sign of disappoi, simply saying, "Okay," auro her room.

  "gratutions, Pyer, for pleting the role-pying standard at the diable, increasing your role-pying degree by 7%!"

  Qin Nuo adjusted his gsses, thinking to himself, "Uanding the role I py with those around me, gaining role-pying points doesn't seem too difficult."

  He didn't care how bad the family flicts were. As long as he pyed Li Xiaoming well and seamlessly became part of the family without them notig, that was enough.

  Li Xiaoming was obedient to his mother.

  So Qin Nuo went back to his room, found his clothes, and headed to the bathroom for a hot shower.

  The door to the room across opened again.

  Li Xiaodie stood at the door, seeing Qin Nuo hadn't closed his, and asked, "Brother, I e in?"

  "Don't e in, or I'll break ys," Qin Nuo reprimanded without turning his head.

  Hearing this, Li Xiaodie could only stand at the door, smiling, "Brother is going to take a bath, right? So obedient to mom."

  "Mom seems to only love brother, not me or sed brother. She never gives us food or tells us to take a bath, just like brother, she doesn't let us into her room."

  "But I just want to have a good retionship with brother, why does brother treat me like this?" Li Xiaodie's little face didn't show any sadness, just fusion.

  Qin Nuo paused.

  Holy, if it weren't for pying Li Xiaoming, he would be fused too.

  He eve a bit sorry for Li Xiaodie.

  This girl was only seven ht years old, yet she was rejected by her family, seemingly isoted by everyone.

  In su enviro, it's likely that Li Xiaodie's psyche would bee severely twisted, being like Li Xiaoming, or even worse.

  Li Xiaodie tinued, "Mom must have prepared hot water for brother, so lucky. Brother, be careful when you bathe, the floor is slippery."

  Qin Nuo grabbed his clothes, frowning, "Stop nagging, shut up, okay?"

  With that, he took his pajamas ahe room, rudely closing the door, pushing Li Xiaodie aside, aered the bathroom.

  "Brother, there's a hairdryer o the bathtub, be careful. I saw on TV that someo electrocuted when a hairdryer fell into the bathtub."

  "They filed around iub and then stopped moving, it was so iing!" Li Xiaodie tio shout from behind.

  Qin Nuo's face twitched slightly.

  Was this girl cursing him to die?

  Ign her, he ehe bathroom, locked the door, took off his clothes, and looked at his child-like refle in the mirror, muttering, "Being this small is really a bit unfortable."

  Then, he gnced down and shook his head, "Little elephant trunk, also unfortable."

  After washing his hair, Qin Nuo looked at the bathtub already filled with water, tested the temperature, and y down.

  fortable!

  Qin Nuo couldn't help but rex his whole body, letting out a long sigh.

  Li Xiaodie's words echoed in his mind, and he couldn't help but g the hairdryer hanging on the wall, feeling uneasy.

  After p for a moment, Qin Nuo decided to stand up and take down the hairdryer, pnning to toss it aside.

  As soon as he stepped out of the tub, his foot slipped on the soapy water on the floor.

  His body tilted sharply, and his head was about to hit the sharp er of the sink!

  Qin Nuo's expression ged, instinctively closing his eyes. To his relief, when he opehem, he found the er stopped a few timeters from his eye.

  Qin Nuo broke out in a cold sweat, looking back to see his right hand's fingers embedded in the wall like a spear, holding him up.

  The Blood-Eyed Ghost said calmly, "If you died ihroom, that would be the most pathetic way to go!"

  Qin Nuo steadied himself, wiping his sweat, "Bme that damn girl, what a jinx."

  The bathroom door suddenly knocked, and Li Xiaodie's voice came through, filled with excitement and impatience, "Brother, you seem to have fallen, are you still alive? Do you need your sister to e in and help?"

  Damn, this girl must be seriously ill!

  Always hoping her brother would die?

  Qin Nuo, with a stern face, shouted a few curses.

  Hearing Qin Nuo's spirited response, Li Xiaodie seemed disappointed and turned away.

  Soon, Qin Nuo finished his bath, dressed, dried his hair, and came out.

  Li Xiaodie was still leaning against the door, smiling, "Brother, are you okay?"

  "Shut up!" Qin Nuo gred at her.

  Li Xiaodie's expression ged instantly, looking pitiful, pleading, "Brother, please help your sister with some homework?"

  "Otherwise, the teacher will scold Xiaodie tomorrow."

  Qin Nuo's mouth twitched, f a smile, "Really? Then what happens if you don't finish your homework for a few days?"

  Li Xiaodie pursed her lips, "The teacher is fierce, will definitely hit Xiaodie."

  "Then try hard, aim for the day the teacher beats you to death."

  Li Xiaodie: "..."

  After a moment of silence, Li Xiaodie turned a back to her room.

  Qin Nuo chuckled, this little girl thought she could py tricks on him?

  If he went into her room, nothing good would e of it.

  Li Xiaodie might look seven ht, but her heart was very crafty, always wishing her brother dead.

  And Li Xiaodong wasn't much better.

  One was sneaky, the other btant.

  Ba his room, Qin Nuo took out the homework assigoday from his backpad turned on the desk mp.

  Elementary school problems were no challenge for Qin Nuo.

  Through the st css iernoon, he uood that pleting the teacher's assigs not only avoided a scolding but also saved his life.

  Who knows what those uable teachers would do if the homework wasn't done?

  While doing his homework, it wasn't long before the door opened, and his mother came in with a bowl of soup.

  "Son, if there's too muework, you leave it for tomorrow. Don't overwork yourself, it's okay."

  "Here, drink this soup first, to nourish yourself."

  She pced the soup beside him, pulled up a chair, blew on it, and smiled, pushing it towards Qin Nuo's hand.

  Qin Nuo looked up, "Got it, I'll drink it ter. Mom, you should rest first."

  It looked like bck chi soup, but who knows what it really was. The dinner dishes still made Qin Nuo feel nauseous.

  "Drink it." His mother didn't io leave, her words were filled with affe but also carried an undeniable and.

  Qin Nuo hesitated.

  Acc to Li Xiaoming's attitude towards his mother, he was indeed obedient.

  But as a rebellious teenager, he couldn't be too pliant. Maybe going against her a bit would suit Li Xiaoming's character?

  Thinking this, Qin Nuo frowned, as if annoyed by the interruption, showireme irritation, "I said I'll drink it ter, I finish my homework first?"

  "Why are you so annoying, always nagging?"

  The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

  Qin Nuo tinued writing, actually paying attention to his mother's movements.

  At first, she was calm.

  Then, a terrifying ghost aura emanated from her.

  Her well-maintained face twitched strangely, her mouth curling into a smile, eyes narrowing, "Child, be good."

  "You better listen to your mother!"

  Feeling the ghost aura, Qin Nuo's hair stood on end, his body trembling slightly.

  He felt a pang ret, "Damn, I guessed wrong, this is a minefield!"

  His mother's narrowed eyes slowly opened, filled with intense ess. Seeing her son unmoved, her face wrinkled, aged, and covered in spreading corpse spots.

  As the dangerous aura filled the room, Qin Nuo suddenly picked up the bowl of soup, not g if it was hot, and gulped it down without hesitation.

  Gulp! Gulp!

  He drank it all in one go, showing the empty bowl to his mother, smiling, "Mom, I was just joking. How could I not love your soup?"

  "Don't worry, I'll finish this and go to bed. I'll keep a good routine, o worry."

  The Blood-Eyed Ghost ented, "You really know how to bend and stretch..."

  Hearing this, his mother's terrifyiures disappeared, repced by a doting smile. She patted Qin Nuo's head, "You scared mom, I thought you were rebelling, not liking my homemade soup!"

  Qin Nuo ughed, "How could I? Rebellion or not, your son will always be your little cotton-padded jacket."

  After saying this, Qin Nuo admired himself a bit.

  To say it without blushing or skipping a beat.

  "Truly mom's little treasure." His mother pinched Qin Nuo's cheek, picked up the bowl, and was about to leave when the door across the room opened.

  Inside, Li Xiaodie and Li Xiaodong were watg ily...

  JOSOLUNA