Chapter 66: Little White Flower Sister

  Zhang Yun didn't dare to make any big moves in front of Mrs. Fang, but as soon as she left, wasn't this house still under her control? She had made up her mind to torment Fang Xinlan to death.

  Fang Xinlan is Shen Qin's daughter, isn't she still a thrifty lamp?

  She usually treats Zhang Yun with respect and courtesy, no matter how coldly or sarcastically Zhang Yun treats her, deducts from her living expenses, or orders her to do chores, she never shows a hint of resentment. However, the more she tries to please him, the more Zhang Yun seems to despise her.

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  "Go wash the bowl." Zhang Yun ordered Fang Xinlan in a superior tone.

  Fang Xinlan smiled and agreed, without wasting any words. She quickly and efficiently gathered the bowls and chopsticks from the table and put them away in the kitchen. Fang Zixuan ignored everything, and even dragged Fang Zipeng back into the room when he tried to stay downstairs to watch the commotion.

  Zhang Yun sat in front of the dinner table, her eyes uncertain. For her, no matter how much torture Fang Xinlan suffered was not enough. Old Lady Fang had brought her to her doorstep, wasn't that just giving her an opportunity to torment her? How could she possibly let it go?

  But for someone like her, if Heart Orchid were to resort to violence, it would be beneath her and she wouldn't stoop to that level.

  "Oh no!" A shrill cry accompanied the sound of porcelain shattering in the kitchen. Zhang Yun walked into the kitchen, where Fang Xinlan was squatting on the ground picking up shards, tears falling "pitter-patter" to the floor.

  "This is your father's favorite set of porcelain, do you know how much it's worth? You broke this bowl, and now the whole set is useless." Zhang Yun stood at the kitchen door, stroking her fingernails coldly and said, "Forget it, I won't make things difficult for you. Let Ying Jie take this set of porcelain to her room, consider it a gift to you. In a few days, we were going to buy clothes for Zi Xuan and Zi Peng, your share will be deducted from the value of this porcelain, don't say I'm unfair to you."

  Fang Xinlan reluctantly agreed, wiping away tears while repeatedly apologizing to Zhang Yun. In her heart, she was furious and wanted to slap Zhang Yun several times. As someone from a wealthy family, Shen Qin had never mistreated her in the slightest. At a glance, Fang Xinlan could tell that this set of porcelain was just ordinary tableware, worth no more than four digits at most. Fang Jianlin wouldn't even give it a second look. The claim that it was his favorite porcelain was simply Zhang Yun's fabrication to make things difficult for her.

  These days, Zhang Yun tried every means to make things difficult for her. Fang Xinlan used to be a young lady who didn't even touch water with her fingers. This was something that Zhang Yun also knew. So she thought of ways to order her to do chores. These past few days, the scars on her hands were numerous, either cut by knives or scalded by steam into blisters. The cruelest thing was forcing her to kneel on the ground to wipe the floor, both knees already bruised and swollen, living a life more miserable than Cinderella's.

  Zhang Yun is a vicious stepmother, and Fang Zixuan is naturally also a vicious sister. Fang Xinlan knelt on the ground wiping the floor, while constantly shedding tears in self-pity.

  She has discovered in the past few days that Zhang Yun especially likes to see her cry, and the more pitiful she appears, the more pleased Zhang Yun is, and his guard against her is also lower. In her opinion, a miserable little girl can't achieve great things, but she forgot that Cinderella rose to fame in just such a way.

  Although Shen Qin is worried about Fang Xinlan, this little girl is actually a thoughtful one. Although she has never been with Zhang Yun before, she has investigated her background. Someone like Zhang Yun, who has a strong addiction to mahjong and shopping, would not be able to stay at home for long. She is always out playing mahjong or flying to Europe on shopping sprees, just like Fang Jianlin, who is also rarely at home. Although Shen Qin wants to torment her, it will only be a three-minute passion. As long as she endures this period of time, Zhang Yun will naturally feel bored and uninterested, and then she will be able to stand firm in the Fang family.

  Fang Xinlan made up her mind, no matter how difficult Zhang Yun was going to make things for her, she would endure it.

  Can't help but say that her homework is done very thoroughly, Zhang Yun indeed didn't take long to get bored and went on a shopping spree in Europe with a group of wealthy women.

  Sister

  Fang Xinlan stood at Fang Zixuan's door and called out softly with a hint of shyness.

  Fang Zi Xuan raised her head from the book and nodded at her in greeting.

  "Sister, may I come in?" Fang Xinlan's eyes seemed to hold boundless expectation, yet she was also afraid of being rejected, and appeared anxious.

  Unfortunately, her performance was throwing a kiss to a blind man. Fang Zi Xuan had never been one to notice subtle hints, "Okay."

  "Sister's room is good..." Fang Xinlan walked into her room, saying the praise she had prepared, but after looking around, she swallowed the two words "beautiful".

  It was the first time she had entered Fang Ziyuan's room since coming to the Fang family, Zhang Yun had always been wary of her, and apart from her own master bedroom, Fang Ziyuan's siblings' rooms were also off-limits to Fang Xinlan.

  She didn't think much of Fang Zi Xuan at first, but after her mother told her about the two priceless treasures that Fang Zi Xuan possessed, she began to deeply resent this half-sister.

  In her imagination, Fang Zixuan's room should have a beautiful crystal chandelier, fashionable decorations, a dressing table with a full set of world-famous cosmetics and a huge jewelry box filled with precious accessories, as well as a large walk-in closet full of this season's famous brand clothes and expensive handbags, high heels...

  So what's going on with all of this?

  This room is really not good-looking! It's probably only a bit bigger than the servant's room, and it's not much better than the servant's room. She could hardly believe that such a room was actually where Miss Fang lived.

  Isn't Zhang Yun always doting on his children? How could he let his daughter live in a room like this?

  Apart from a bed, two bedside tables and a set of desk and chair, there are several large bookshelves and a small wardrobe. The impression is that apart from books, it's all about books. Oh, and on the bookshelf, there are several pots of lush green plants, probably the only bright spot in this room.

  Fang Zi Xuan was indeed a bookworm, she coldly snorted in her heart, looking down on him even more. Fang Xin Lan had originally planned to sneak into Fang Zi Xuan's room and steal a few treasures, but now she could only reluctantly give up on the idea.

  "There are so many books in your sister's room!" She hastily changed her tone to pretend to praise, even her smile became forced.

  "It's okay," Fang Zixuan nodded, "Is there something?"

  "Can't you come find me without anything happening?" Fang Xinlan's eyes immediately welled up with two tears, as if Fang Zixuan was about to nod in agreement. "I just arrived at the Fang household and I'm so scared and anxious, afraid of offending Mom and sister, and it seems like little brother doesn't like me either."

  Fang Xinlan said pitifully, waiting for Fang Zixuan's reaction. This time she came specifically to probe, and the attitude of Zhang Lan in this family was self-evident. Fang Zipeng also clearly wrote his disgust on his face, but only Fang Zixuan did not understand her thoughts.

  Fang Zixuan seemed to have no malice towards her, but also showed no enthusiasm. Every time she saw her working while crying, she didn't react much, but would always hand her a tissue. She couldn't tell if this was sympathy or not, but if Fang truly had sympathy, shouldn't she be pleading on her behalf? What's with that attitude of ignoring her?

  She found that it wasn't just towards her, Fang Zixuan was a cold and distant figure to anyone, making it impossible for people to guess what she was thinking.

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  She said those disgusting words just to see if Fang Zixuan would turn against her with a look of disgust or comfort her with a sympathetic face, but unfortunately Fang Zixuan was neither the evil stepsister of Cinderella nor Mother Mary, and Fang Xinlan was just a stranger to her, at most a roommate under the same roof, she wouldn't even put her mind on her.

  Fang Xinlan performed this act with a pitiful expression, but it only made her feel inexplicably puzzled. When she had first switched bodies, she had also felt anxious, but not to the point of being as foolish as she was now, running around everywhere looking for someone to confide in. Looking at her like that, she didn't know what to say either, and simply responded woodenly with a single "oh."

  Oh?

  Is that it? Is it over?

  Can't you give a normal reaction for once?

  Fang Xinlan couldn't believe it, was Fang Zixuan really that extreme?

  Although Fang Zixuan is not a good conversationalist, Fang Xinlan quietly wipes away the black line on her forehead and continues to chat.

  "Sister, I feel so safe when I'm with you. Can I come to talk to you often?" Fang Xinlan stepped forward and grasped Fang Zixuan's hand, gazing up at her with a innocent and adoring expression that made everyone think it would be a sin to refuse her.

  "I won't chat with people." She was just telling the truth, but unexpectedly, Fang Xinlan looked like she had been hit hard, shaking her head and crying.

  "Sister, I don't have any other intentions, I just want to be a good younger sister to you, and get closer to you. As long as I can stay by your side, I'll be content."

  Fang Zixuan found the person in front of her extremely strange, she hadn't said anything, yet they could immediately burst into tears. Fang Zipeng had a stubborn and unruly personality, as long as he was subdued, it wasn't difficult to get along with him. But Fang Xinlan, this inexplicable crybaby, was beyond her comprehension.

  "Why get close to me?" She looked at Fang Xinlan in a daze, "And I don't need you to accompany me either."

  "Because sister can give me a sense of security, don't refuse me, okay?" Fang Xinlan half-knelt on the ground, pulling her sleeves and sobbing.

  "No wonder Freud said 'women are crazy'." Fang Zixuan looked at Fang Xinlan thoughtfully, muttering to herself. She felt that Fang Xinlan was acting out some kind of tragic TV drama, and the weirdest thing was that she wasn't even the male lead, yet she could still perform so well - was she really sick?

  Fang Xinlan had always relied on her pitiful appearance to gain people's sympathy, but unexpectedly, she became a "madwoman" in front of Fang Zixuan. Upon hearing Fang Zixuan's words and seeing her expression as if studying a mentally ill person, Fang Xinlan was so angry that she trembled with rage.

  You're the crazy one!

  If it weren't for maintaining her usual weak image, she would have burst out long ago.

  In fact, neither of the two people is normal, and the most serious thing is that they are not abnormal at the same frequency, so they can't communicate with each other.