Upon hearing Su Shijie’s voice, Su Ningyan knew he had returned.
Fearing a fight would break out, she quickly rushed in, “Xiao Jie.”
Su Shijie was sixteen this year and in his first year of high school.
His height was already nearing 175 centimeters–a handsome, sunny-looking young man.
He turned around upon seeing Su Ningyan, his anger slightly receding, “Sister….”
Zhang Juan looked at the returning Su Ningyan, feeling surprised.
Had she snuck back home?
Did the Zhuo Family know about this?
Su Ningyan walked over and took his hand, signaling him not to argue any further.
In this household, they, as siblings, never had a say in matters.
Zhang Juan coughed lightly.
After all, Su Ningyan was presently taking Su Jingyu’s place in the Zhuo Family’s celebration.
These days, the Su Family’s business had gradually improved, as Su Guohua had reminded time and again.
This little brat, in the Zhuo Family, mustn’t make any mistakes.
“Chengxuan, how could you do so horribly on your tests?
Not a single one passed, are you trying to anger me to death?”
How could Zhang Juan not be angry?
Both Su Jingyu and Su Chengxuan were more intelligent than Lin Xiaozhu, that despicable woman’s child.
Su Ningyan took Su Shijie upstairs.
Seeing that he had lost weight, she said, “Xiao Jie, don’t argue with Aunt Juan.
We can’t win in this, so let’s just endure it a little longer.”
“Sister, just give me a few more years.
I swear I’ll take you away from this home.
Then we can finally live in peace and won’t have to suffer from their abuse.”
Ever since he could remember, Zhang Juan had treated them like a thorn in her side, sometimes not even allowing them to eat.
As for Su Guohua, he only favored Su Jingyu and Su Chengxuan.
Su Shijie often wondered if he was Su Guohua’s real son.
Hearing Su Shijie say this, Su Ningyan touched her taller younger brother’s shoulder, “Mmm, sister knows.
You study well.
Once I go to college, I’ll have more time for part-time jobs.
High school is tough, so you absolutely can’t slack off.”
Su Shijie lay half-reclined on that half-meter wide bed, his tone indifferent, “Sis, I know.
I came first again in this term’s final exam.
By the way, has your acceptance letter arrived?”
“It has arrived, the one from Ning University.
Don’t worry.”
If only one of them could afford to continue studying, she would rather endure any suffering in the Zhuo Family and let Su Shijie continue his education.
Seeing that Su Ningyan had returned, Zhang Juan felt uneasy and hurriedly called Su Guohua, who was still entertaining out of the house.
Recently, because of the Zhuo Group, a considerable number of orders had been allocated to the Su Family, giving a much-needed boost to Su Guohua’s stagnant business.
Upon receiving Zhang Juan’s call, Su Guohua worried that Su Ningyan had offended Zhuo Junyue in the Zhuo household and quickly hurried back home.
When Su Guohua arrived back, Su Ningyan was helping Su Shijie tidy his clothes.
“Ningyan, come into my study.
I need to talk to you.”
Su Guohua’s face was grim, seemingly in a bad mood.
“Oh…” Su Ningyan had a rough idea of what he wanted to discuss.
Su Shijie was somewhat impatient, not even uttering the word ‘dad.’ In his heart, Su Guohua’s son was only Su Chengxuan, who was born to Zhang Juan.
“Sis, what could he possibly want to talk to you about?”
“Xiao Jie, don’t mess up the things.
I’ll clean it up when I come back, dad probably wants to talk about college.”
Su Ningyan patted his shoulder and walked out.
Entering the study, she saw Su Guohua, Su Jingyu, and Zhang Juan standing in front of the desk, as if she was on trial.
“Ningyan, why did you come back?
Do you know the consequences of offending the Zhuo Family?”
“Dad, my coming back is approved by Zhuo Junyue, and I will return tonight.
You can’t let Xiao Jie know about my situation at Zhuo’s place, the consequences of which you must comprehend.”
“Don’t worry, only the three of us know about this.
We haven’t even told Chengxuan.”
For once, Zhang Juan unexpectedly agreed with Su Ningyan.
That annoying boy was totally lawless, always triggering her urge to kill him.
Seeing Su Ningyan standing well in front of her, Su Jingyu couldn’t help but ask, “Ningyan, I heard that Zhuo Junyue is a pretty twisted guy.
Has he done anything wrong to you?”