“Sister, eat more. Look how thin you are, like a little kitten. With your brothers here, you just need to be happy. As long as you don’t want to marry, no one can force you.”
Su Haohan took a bite of the braised pork that Su Yiwei had picked up for him. This was the first time his sister had served him food since returning home.
“Second Brother, you eat too. Not getting married might not be possible. You have no idea how heartbroken I was today.” Su Yiwei complained with a pitiful tone.
“Sister, tell Second Brother, who is forcing you? I’ll call Big Brother later and have him investigate the year you were swapped…”
Before Su Haohan could finish his words, Lu Yunxiang gently interrupted, “Old Su, talk to Haohan. His big brother is at a critical moment for a promotion right now.”
“Haohan, your Aunt Lu is right. Don’t disturb your big brother. What happened back then was twenty years ago; it would be very difficult to investigate now.”
Father Su glanced subtly at his second wife but only followed her words to stop his second son from calling his eldest son.
“Dad, no matter how difficult, we must get to the bottom of it. My sister’s suffering cannot be in vain. Aunt Lu’s favoritism is too obvious.” Su Haohan said stubbornly, his neck stiff.
Su Yiwei’s earlier words upstairs had made him suspicious, but he would never have dreamed that Su Yirou was his father’s biological daughter.
Hearing Su Haohan’s words, Lu Yunxiang felt as if struck by lightning, so shocked that she nearly dropped her chopsticks.
She felt guilty and furious, but when she saw her husband’s displeased expression, she could only suppress her anger, not daring to show the slightest hint.
She forced a flattering smile, “Weiwei, you love fish the most. Mom has picked out the bones for you. Eat more.”
Because of her guilt, whether during the meal or while sitting on the sofa watching TV, Lu Yunxiang always sat close to Su Yiwei.
When others were around, she never showed affection toward Su Yirou, afraid that someone might notice something.
“Second Brother, which eye saw Mom favoring me? She clearly likes Sister more. She always says that as the older sister, I should give way to my younger sister.”
Su Yirou said in a sweet, delicate voice. She sat beside Father Su, her eyes watery, putting on an extremely pitiful look.
Unfortunately, her cheeks were swollen and red from Su Yiwei’s slaps. Far from looking pitiful, it was painful to even glance at her.
Not long after Father Su married her biological mother, she learned the truth about her origins.
But her father had repeatedly warned her: this matter must not be known by her two brothers. If they found out, not only would he not acknowledge her, but he would also drive both her and her mother out of the house.
She felt stifled and jealous, but it was useless. So she focused entirely on marrying into a higher status, dreaming of one day trampling Su Yiwei under her feet.
“Su Yirou, shut up. A foster daughter has no right to speak here, and no fool wants to watch your hypocritical act.” Su Yiwei said coldly.
“Dad, Mom, look at her. How could she say that to me?” Su Yirou cried directly from the grievance.
“Su Yirou, what are you crying for? Are you trying to ruin everyone’s meal?” Su Haohan frowned, his face full of disgust.
If it weren’t for the fact that she had suffered for a few years on the farm in place of Weiwei when they were young, he would have kicked her out today.
In the past, he had genuinely treated her like a real sister, and on the surface, she had never bullied Weiwei, so he had treated her no differently from Weiwei.
Now that he knew she had been deceiving everyone, acting one way in front of others and another behind their backs, how could he possibly tolerate it any longer?
Seeing that Second Brother was ready to tear off all pretense, Su Yirou suppressed the resentment in her chest and was about to offer a defense when she heard Su Yiwei’s cool, clear voice.
“Second Brother, don’t be impulsive. The reason Auntie Lu favors Sister might be because they’ve spent more time together than I have.”
As she spoke, Su Yiwei didn’t forget to flash Su Yirou a provocative smile. Exposing their identities outright wouldn’t be enough to finish them off.
Her father would definitely find a way out for them. If she couldn’t strike a decisive blow, she’d rather play a game of cat and mouse.
In her past life, she had never noticed Lu Yunxiang favoring Su Yirou, let alone imagined that Su Yirou was Lu Yunxiang’s biological daughter.
But now she knew. Heh heh heh heh heh heh…
Sure enough, Lu Yunxiang fawned, “Weiwei, neither you nor Rourou are my own children. How could I possibly favor a mistakenly swapped child and neglect you?”
“Second Brother, look at you—you’ve scared Auntie Lu into speaking her mind. How embarrassing for Sister!” Su Yiwei smiled with an innocent, artless expression.
Su Yirou inwardly screamed: Aaaaaah! Su Yiwei, damn you, Su Yiwei! Why don’t you just die?
I didn’t have the means to get rid of you sooner in my last life, but once Huo Jingsheng dies in this life, I swear I’ll kill you.
And those Su Haohan brothers—I’ll kill them too. Anyone who stands in my way, I’ll kill them all.
Damn Su Haohan, always going on about how I’ve lived a life of ease. But I suffered in the countryside for years when I was little too!
Why? Why on earth doesn’t he remember that?
My mother is useless too. Back then, she should have drowned that troublemaker Su Yiwei in a chamber pot! How could she have found her such a good foster father!
Thinking this, Su Yirou’s gaze turned venomous, glaring at Su Yiwei like a poisoned blade.
“Dad, Auntie Lu, Second Brother—look at Sister’s expression. It’s like she wants to eat me alive.” Su Yiwei shrank back fearfully behind Lu Yunxiang.
“Su Yirou, have you grown a spine? How dare you frighten my sister? She suffered so much in the countryside in your place, and this is how you repay her?”
Su Haohan’s furious rebuke froze Su Yirou’s pitiful expression on her face. Being scolded repeatedly by Second Brother finally broke her, and she began to cry.
“Yirou, be sensible. Your second brother is right. You’ve enjoyed twenty years of comfort in the Su family. It’s time to yield to Yiwei.”
Father Su’s words felt like a knife plunged deep into Su Yirou’s chest, piercing bone and flesh with a searing, bloody pain.
“Yirou, you must be good to your sister. After all, everything you’ve enjoyed was originally hers.” Lu Yunxiang also kept signaling to her daughter with her eyes.
Su Yirou’s face flushed crimson with rage. Her mouth opened and closed several times before she finally managed to squeeze out a single word: “Fine.”
“Hmph! At least you know your place. If you glare at my sister again, I’ll throw you out.” Su Haohan stared coldly at Su Yirou.
“Second Brother, eat more. Don’t trouble yourself over my affairs.” Su Yiwei diligently served Second Brother Su more food.
She truly felt guilty. Whether it was her foster brother or her biological brother, in her past life or this one, she was always the one receiving affection.
Ever since she was old enough to understand, her parents and brothers had protected her, letting her live carefree. Because of that, she never learned how to care for anyone else.
“Su Yirou, why do you look like you resent the whole world? Let me tell you something: don’t take what isn’t yours; don’t hold an umbrella that doesn’t belong to you.
If you want something, fight for it with all your might. What is meant to be yours will stay by your side; what isn’t, even if you seize it, will slip away.
Such a simple truth, and you don’t even understand it—and you call yourself a college student? Tsk, tsk, tsk…
“You… you’re too cruel, wuwuwu… I’ll kill you, wuwuwu, I don’t want to live anymore!”