Chapter 2 — After returning, I was favored to the heavens by my godly brother

While removing all responsibility from myself, he skillfully placed on my head an "unreasonable and outrageous" hat, and also turned Trinh Ky Xuong into a cold and cruel person. Sure enough, Lam Van immediately patted her back in pain: "Good girl, you're very good, you've suffered a loss. I don't blame you for this." She turned her head to look at me, her eyebrows furrowed: "Su Moc, right? I know you suffered a lot in the countryside, but we in the Trinh family are reasonable people." "Thien Thien is your sister, and it's for your own good. Why do you let your brother treat her like that?" Trinh Hoang Vien was even more blunt, snorting coldly: "I don't know the above or below! Just coming back has caused chaos in the house! Why don't you quickly apologize to your sister?!" I stood still without speaking, silent as a rock. Because right now, whatever you say is wrong. "Sorry?" Trinh Ky Xuong's voice rang out, cold and decisive. “Trinh Thien Thien, I ask you.” “Are you heartbroken for him?” Trinh Thien Thien trembled under his gaze, unconsciously shrinking into Lam Van's arms. “I… I just saw…” “Is it true that he used a sickle to slash your sister's arm?” Trinh Ky Xuong's voice suddenly rose. The faces of Trinh Hoang Vien and Lam Van simultaneously stiffened. “Sickle?!” Lam Van looked at me in disbelief. Trinh Ky Xuong did not give anyone a chance to react. He strode in front of me, grabbed my wrist, and lifted up his muddy sleeve. The wound was slashed by the sickle and the skin was torn, the blood coagulated into a horrifying crimson color, clearly visible to everyone's eyes. “See clearly?” He held my arm tightly: "This is the 'foster father who raised you for eighteen years' - the person you always defended - who did this good thing!" Lam Van immediately choked, covered her mouth, her eyes filled with panic. Trinh Hoang Vien also turned pale. “Now—” Trinh Ky Xuong's eyes once again locked on Trinh Thien Thien - who was now paralyzed with fear. “Tell me again, my sister—who should I apologize to?” Trinh Thien Thien's lips trembled, she couldn't say a word. I looked at Trinh Ky Xuong's cold profile, my heart suddenly beating uncontrollably. Who is he anyway? Definitely not Trinh Ky Xuong - the sister-crazy guy in the original! 3. The faces of Trinh Hoang Vien and Lam Van changed as quickly as a color palette. I even glimpsed a trace of guilt in their eyes - a belated feeling of shame for my biological daughter. Trinh Thien Thien's face was completely pale. While I was still stunned by everything, Trinh Ky Xuong took out his phone and dialed a number. “Doctor Vuong, go to the villa immediately.” Less than ten minutes later, an old man with gray hair, carrying a medical box, hurried in. As soon as Dr. Vuong saw the wound on my arm, he took a deep breath: "This is a wound caused by a sharp object. It must be disinfected and stitched immediately. Otherwise, it will become infected and even leave permanent sequelae." Lam Van's body staggered, her eye sockets immediately turned red. Trinh Ky Xuong helped me sit down on the sofa and personally supervised the doctor treating my wound. When the antiseptic alcohol passed over the exposed skin, I was in so much pain that my whole body trembled, but I still gritted my teeth and endured it without making a sound. This little pain, compared to The eighteen years I've lived have been nothing. I glanced at Trinh Thien Thien's eyes, flashing a faint trace of jealousy - full of venom. She probably doesn't understand why everyone's attention is now on me. At dinner, Trinh Thien Thien sat next to Lam Van, wanting to speak several times, but each time Trinh Ky Xuong's ice-cold eyes made her choke up. Suddenly, she smiled gently, picked up the largest shrimp and put it in my bowl: "Sister, try this one. Ms. Vuong's braised shrimp in oil is the best." “In the countryside… you probably have never eaten fresh seafood like this, right?” Before I could answer, Trinh Ky Xuong put down his chopsticks. He reached out and directly exchanged my bowl with his. “She has a seafood allergy.” The smile on Trinh Thien Thien's face stiffened. "Ah? I'm sorry sister, I... I don't know..." She immediately looked angry as if she wanted to cry, turned to look at Trinh's parents: "I just want my sister to eat a little better..." "I don't know?" Trinh Ky Xuong laughed coldly: "Her health records have been on my desk for a week now." “Yesterday, I even turned it over to see.” The blood on Trinh Thien Thien's face immediately disappeared. For the first time, a trace of doubt appeared in the eyes of Trinh Hoang Vien and Lam Van when looking at her. After dinner, Trinh Ky Xuong took me directly to the second floor. He opened the door at the end of the hallway - also the largest room on the floor. “From now on, I'm here.” The room has a minimalist black-white-gray style, with extremely large ground-level windows, looking straight at the villa's flower garden. This is the room with the best view of the entire second floor. "Brother, we haven't had time to prepare a change of clothes for my sister yet..." Trinh Thien Thien followed behind and spoke cautiously. “This afternoon, after showering, I wore your dress.” – I added calmly. That dress was discolored from too many washes, had an outdated design, and was both loose and ugly on my body. I know, Trinh Thien Thien deliberately wanted to remind everyone that I was still just an unworthy country girl who only knew how to wear other people's clothes and get away with it. "If you don't mind, just wear my clothes first, after all, they're old clothes..." The words weren't finished yet. "Cup!" Trinh Ky Xuong snapped his fingers. Several uniformed employees pushed into a row of clothes racks. LV, Chanel, Dior. From casual to evening wear, from shoes to accessories – the whole collection is complete. “Buy according to your measurements.” “Her old stuff, throw it away.” Trinh Thien Thien stood in front of a pile of sparkling branded goods, gritting her teeth until her jaw was broken. At night, when I was about to go to bed, there was a knock on the door. It's Trinh Thien Thien. Behind her are Lam Van and Trinh Hoang Vien. "Su Moc," - Lam Van's voice carried a bit of awkwardness - "This room... Thien Thien has always wanted to turn it into a toy room." Trinh Thien Thien's eyes immediately reddened, pulling Lam Van's sleeve: "Mom and Dad promised me before... said that on my birthday, I would turn this room into a place to display gifts for you..." Trinh Hoang Vien also frowned: "It's just a room, you just came back, stay in the small room next door, leave this room for your sister." Here we go again. Obvious favoritism, the Trinh family's parents have never been able to distinguish who is their biological child. I was about to speak up, when— A cold voice rang out from behind them. "Maybe." I don't know when, Trinh Ky Xuong was leaning against the hallway, two hands in pockets. “If you give in, you give in.” Trinh Thien Thien's face immediately showed a proud smile. “But…” – Trinh Ky Xuong changed his voice, looking sharply at her – “My room, let Su Moc stay.”