Chapter 1 — After returning, I was favored to the heavens by my godly brother

The day my brother Trinh Ky Xuong and that "fake angel" came to pick me up, I was in the field cutting pig grass. Looking at the wound on my lower leg, Trinh Ky Xuong frowned in disgust and signaled for me to quickly get in the car. The "golden fake" girl immediately showed a gentle expression, preparing to start the "green tea" show to appear weak and kind. But Trinh Ky Xuong suddenly became rude, suddenly grabbed my hand, his eyes became sharp, gritted his teeth and asked: "Who caused this wound?" I was startled, my heart pounding: It's done, it's done! In the book, it is clearly written that Trinh Ky Xuong is not only a crazy doting sister, but also suffers from extreme cleanliness. Could it be that... he would find this dirty, bloody leg so disgusting that he... would want to cut it off?! I trembled and mumbled an answer: "My foster father hated me for working slowly, so he used a knife to cut me..." I closed my eyes, quietly waiting for the pain to come. But instead, I heard Trinh Ky Xuong coldly order the bodyguard: "Cut off her adoptive father's leg tendons for me!" Both the "fake angel" and the bodyguards looked at him in surprise. As for me, I was stunned and asked myself: "This... am I sure I'm going into the original work?!" 1. Trinh Ky Xuong's words "cut off the young lady's foster hand" rang out like thunder, making the bodyguards all stunned, no one dared to step forward. My foster father made a "thump" sound and knelt down on the ground, his knees hitting the mud. Trinh Thien Thien's face turned pale. "Hey bro!" She quickly stepped forward, her soft, boneless hands gently pulling Trinh Ky Xuong's sleeve. Her eyes immediately turned red, her voice choked up as if she was about to cry: "Don't be emotional, I know you love my sister... But after all, he has raised my sister for so many years, even if he is at fault, we can't..." Before the words finished, Trinh Ky Xuong's eyes looked coldly at her. “Do you feel sorry for him?” Trinh Thien Thien immediately trembled, and the hand that was pulling his sleeve also reflexively let go. “I… I didn't mean it like that, I just felt…” “Shut up.” Trinh Ky Xuong didn't even let her finish her sentence. “Trinh Thien Thien, are you teaching me how to do things?” “Or do you feel that my sister's hand being slashed by a sickle was something she deserved?” Trinh Thien Thien was completely stunned, her lips trembled, she was speechless. I stared at Trinh Ky Xuong's tilted cheek, filled with doubt. Incorrect. Absolutely not true! In the original work, Trinh Ky Xuong is Trinh Thien Thien's strongest support. Whoever makes her suffer any resentment, he will return it tenfold, a hundredfold. But now… why did he speak to her in such a tone? His adoptive father knelt on the ground and was so scared that his eyes were filled with tears and snot. He kept kowtowing to the green, his forehead hitting the jagged stone floor until it bled: "Eldest, please forgive me! I was wrong! I'm not human! I don't dare anymore!" Trinh Ky Xuong finally retracted his gaze and looked at Trinh Thien Thien, as if looking at trash, glanced at my foster father. His lips opened slightly: "Do it yourself." The head bodyguard took a step forward and respectfully asked: "General Manager Trinh?" “Tell him to destroy the hand that used to hold the sickle to slash my sister.” Trinh Ky Xuong's voice was calm and unruffled, as if saying the weather was quite nice today. “Three fingers.” “In exchange for an arm, there are still profits.” After listening, even I couldn't help but take a deep breath of cold air. Compared to cutting off one's hand, this method makes people even more devastated. His adoptive father's cries suddenly choked, his face revealing a look of despair. The bodyguards received orders, expressionless faces dragged him - now as soft as mud - into the dirt house. Not long after, from inside came a pitiful, gut-wrenching scream. Trinh Thien Thien's face was as pale as paper. As for Trinh Ky Xuong—not even a frown. He turned around, his deep eyes landing on me. Then he took off his high-quality handmade vest, clean and dust-free. At first glance, he knew it was expensive. Wearing my body covered in mud and grass - a rustic girl who just came out of the pig pen. "Let's go." His voice softened a bit. I nodded, still not recovering from the shock. Trinh Thien Thien bit her lower lip, tears welling up in her eyes, and could only quietly follow behind us. Sitting in a shiny black Bentley, Trinh Thien Thien sat in the front passenger seat, her shoulders shaking slightly. According to the original plot, at this time, Trinh Ky Xuong should have discovered that she was upset, then hugged her, gently comforted her, and by the way warned me - this "outsider" - not to hurt his sister. But now, he didn't even glance at her in the rearview mirror. I started to panic, what exactly was going on? Could it be... that I entered the wrong pirated copy of the book? 2. The Bentley stopped firmly in front of the carved iron gate. This is the Trinh family's villa - a place that in the story was only briefly described as luxurious and magnificent, but now appeared clearly before my eyes. As soon as she opened the car door, Trinh Thien Thien immediately seemed to find support: "Dad! Mom!" Outside the living room door, the Trinh family's parents were waiting impatiently. My nominal mother - Lam Van - immediately hugged Trinh Thien Thien tightly in her arms: "Tien Thien, why are you crying? Who is bullying you?" "You... he's so scary..." Trinh Thien Thien buried her head in Lam Van's arms, tears rolling down her eyes like pear flowers in the rain, extremely pitiful. My biological father - Trinh Hoang Vien's face immediately darkened: "Ky Xuong, what's going on?" But Trinh Ky Xuong was in no hurry. He slowly walked around the front of the car and opened the door for me: "Get out of the car." I moved my stiff body, put on his expensive vest, and stood in front of the Trinh family's magnificent hall. Immediately, all hateful eyes focused on me. I laughed coldly in my heart. Exactly like in the story. Next will be the scene where Trinh Thien Thien turns white into black, and my parents compete with each other to criticize me - a "ragged country girl from the countryside", forcing me to kneel down and apologize. And then there were endless days of humiliation. I lowered my eyes, calculating the first step to survive in this house. Is it patience and endurance? Or should we just turn the table over? At this moment, Trinh Thien Thien raised her head from Lam Van's arms, her eyes were red, and she looked at me with a pitiful and weak look: "After all, uncle in the countryside has raised his sister for eighteen years. Even if he doesn't have any merit, he still has to work hard..." "For my sister's sake, I directly ordered him to be abolished. I only give one word of advice..." "And yet you... told me to shut up..." Saying this, tears came to her eyes. fell again, as if suffering the greatest injustice in the world: "I know that you love your newly returned sister, but we can't be that unreasonable..." A line of words, both reasonable and smooth, without a single loophole.