Chapter 13

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Did she even hear what she was saying?!

In the kitchen, my mother was still frying eggs for us. Beside me was my second sister, who was with me every day. At this table that we were most familiar with, my sister’s toes were restlessly teasing my crotch. Nervousness, sense of immorality, and all kinds of complicated emotions intertwined, as if they wanted to turn into a net that tightened around my throat, depriving me of my breath, making it difficult for me to make a sound. The pulsing of the blood vessels in my lower abdomen clearly told me that I was feeling good. If I maintained this posture for a while longer, my sister and mother would realize that I had actually become hard.

I subconsciously clamped my legs tighter, but I quickly realized that what I did was wrong because I could now clearly feel the outline of Zhao Qiongyue’s toes. It was as if I had taken the initiative to stop her from leaving. Zhao Qiongyue probably didn’t expect me to suddenly make things difficult for her. She was shocked. Her hold on the butter knife in her hand loosened and caused her to smear the peanut butter on the back of her hand. I let go of her in a sorry state. Zhao Qiongyue slowly put her foot back. She used her tongue to slowly lick the peanut butter as if it was some delicacy. Her suggestive actions made me unable to look straight at her. My eyes focused on the tip of her red tongue, and my thoughts ran wild.

After I left, my Second Sister slammed her spoon on the table with a serious expression. There was a crisp sound. Zhao Qiongyue frowned and looked at her in confusion. “Yuxin, what’s the matter with you?”

Zhao Yuxin, on the other hand, wasn’t really ignorant and noticed something. She stared straight at Zhao Qiongyue. For a moment, the two of them were glaring daggers and sparks of discontent seemed to fly between the two of them. “What’s the matter with me? Shouldn’t I be the one asking you this? Zhao Qiongyue, what exactly do you want?”

Upon hearing her words, Zhao Qiongyue crossed her arms and looked back at Zhao Yuxin, playing dumb until the end. “I don’t think I’ve interacted much with you recently, right? Zhao Yuxin, I know you don’t like me. That’s fine. The feeling is mutual. After all, we live under the same roof. I’m already tolerant of your rotten attitude. What’s wrong with you now? Are you going to completely fall out with me?”

Zhao Yuxin’s gaze turned even colder. “I don’t care what happens to you, but you’d better remember that even if Song Feng isn’t related to you by blood, he’s still your younger brother. Zhao Qiongyue, aren’t you ashamed of attacking him?”

This time, Zhao Qiongyue couldn’t pretend that nothing had happened. Her expression turned ugly. “Are you worried about him?”

However, Zhao Yuxin did not seem to appreciate such a description. “No. Why would I be worried about him? I’m not that familiar with him either!”

After saying that, she realized that she had overreacted and hurriedly tried to salvage the situation. “However, I think Song Feng is a very serious person. He shouldn’t have hung out with you in the first place. Don’t lead him astray.”

Hearing her words, Zhao Qiongyue was a little displeased. Zhao Yuxin had a bad temper, but Zhao Qiongyue was also not someone to be trifled with. She provoked her without hesitation. “Hehe, this is between him and I. Whether he’s willing to interact with me or even hang out with me is his own business. He’s also an adult. If he really doesn’t want to, can I force him? Zhao Yuxin, don’t be too ridiculous. Take care of yourself first!”

Zhao Yuxin’s pupils constricted, and she shouted angrily, “Zhao Qiongyue!”

The two of them became more and more unable to control their emotions. Their voices finally alarmed Zhao Ting, who was cooking in the kitchen. Zhao Ting held a spatula and stuck her head out in confusion. She looked at her eldest daughter and second daughter, who were fighting at the dining table, and was a little frightened. “What’s wrong? Yuxin, Qiongyue? Why are you fighting?”

Zhao Yuxin and Zhao Qiongyue looked at each other, then snorted in unison and looked away. Zhao Qiongyue suddenly stood up, grabbed her bag from the back of the chair, and was about to leave. “It’s nothing, Mom. I’ll leave first.”

Meanwhile, Zhao Yuxin did not move from where she was sitting. No one knew what she was thinking. Even after Zhao Qiongyue left without a trace, Zhao Ting’s worried voice still echoed in her ears. “What’s wrong with these children? I made such a sumptuous breakfast, but they left without eating much…”

She looked at Zhao Yuxin. “Yuxin, eat more! Mom even fried sunny side-up eggs for you. You can leave after you finish eating!”

Zhao Yuxin seemed to be trying her best to put on a smile, but in the end, she still maintained her cold face. After hesitating for a while, she finally said to Zhao Ting, “Mom, you should pay more attention to Song Feng these days. I keep feeling that there’s something wrong with him.”

After saying this, Zhao Yuxin gobbled the egg that Zhao Ting had fried and drank a few mouthfuls of milk before leaving. Zhao Ting was left standing in front of the dining table in a daze. Zhao Yuxin’s words made her feel a little guilty. She subconsciously recalled her conversation with Song Feng in the bedroom that day. The young man’s palm was warm and strong as it wrapped firmly around her breasts. However, probably because he was afraid, Song Feng did not dare to use too much strength and only gently kneaded them. However, this behavior left Zhao Ting wanting for more. She really hoped that Song Feng could use more strength to ravage and humiliate her…

Zhao Ting was shocked by her own thoughts and subconsciously hugged her arms in shame. She shook her head and couldn’t help but look at the calendar, wanting to confirm when her husband would return. She hadn’t had sex for nearly a month. Last time, she had sex with her husband on the phone, but the other party’s attitude was lacking. Zhao Ting pleasured herself with her fingers, but it was really just like having a small appetizer. It couldn’t satisfy her desire.

Sigh.

At the thought of this, Zhao Ting couldn’t help but frown again. Just as she was feeling conflicted, she realized that her phone screen had lit up. She hurriedly picked it up and realized that it was a message from Song Feng. Song Feng said to her cautiously, “Mom, Eldest Sister and Second Sister shouldn’t be around tomorrow night. I have something to ask you alone. Is that okay?”

Why did he have to avoid his sisters? Zhao Ting and Song Feng had a tacit understanding. Actually, Zhao Ting had wanted to contact Song Feng to begin with, but she couldn’t bring herself to do so. However, now that Song Feng had taken the initiative to ask, she replied to him without hesitation, “Sure, why not? Little Feng, I’m your mother. If you… have any trouble in this aspect, you can look for me.”