Do Not Approach

25

Inside the room, Qin Yi was simmering with frustration. She was mad at Mu Xiaoxiao—and even angrier at herself.

Who was Qin Yi? From childhood, she had always gotten what she wanted with a single word. Even in middle school, when the so-called "prince charming" had every girl swooning at the sight of him, it only took one glance from Qin Yi to make him blush like a maiden. And when she rejected him, he cried like a little girl.

So why was Mu Xiaoxiao so impossible to deal with?

She wanted to be her sister? As if!

She didn't deserve it!

Taking a deep breath, Qin Yi reminded herself of the storms she'd weathered in her life. Compared to those, Mu Xiaoxiao was nothing more than a minor nuisance. After all, Qin Yi had endured the pain brought by her aunt, her father, and Qin Shuang's betrayals—suppressing her grief and carrying on as if nothing had happened.

For someone like Mu Xiaoxiao, she could handle her with ease.

Having made up her mind, Qin Yi wheeled herself toward the door and opened it. She refused to waste her energy on pointless anger.

The moment Mu Xiaoxiao saw her, she beamed and reached out to push the wheelchair. But Qin Yi shot her a sharp look, filled with icy hostility.

Mu Xiaoxiao: ???

What's going on now?

When they reached the first floor, Qin Yi coldly gestured:

[From now on, unless I say otherwise, don't come to the third floor.]

Mu Xiaoxiao: ???

Are we back to square one?

Going back to the forbidden area again?

What's gotten into the eldest miss?

Undeterred, Mu Xiaoxiao maintained her cheerful demeanor and introduced the food on the table:

"Look! I made steamed sea bass just now. Give it a try—it's very fresh!"

Qin Yi looked at the table.

Honestly, Mu Xiaoxiao would make a great sister. She was capable, quick to learn, and even now, the scent of the fish wafted through the air, inviting and fragrant. Under the warm lights, every dish looked appetizing.

Qin Yi's expression remained unreadable. Without a word, she turned to leave.

Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned.

"Miss Qin, aren't you going to eat?"

Qin Yi was cold and distant.

Mu Xiaoxiao was baffled.

"What's wrong? Why are you so upset? Is it because I asked you to be my sister?"

No way. The eldest miss couldn't be that petty, could she?

Qin Yi gave a chilly smile.

[Who do you think you are?]

Mu Xiaoxiao stared into her eyes, searching for an answer. She had put her heart into this meal, tailoring it perfectly to Qin Yi's tastes. Though light, she'd added a hint of honey to enhance the flavor—she knew Qin Yi would love it if she just gave it a chance.

When it comes to finding trouble, who is stronger?

Qin Yi glanced back at the sea bass with disdain.

[Ugly.]

Mu Xiaoxiao: ???

[Looks disgusting.]

Mu Xiaoxiao: ...