Chapter 8 — I'm A Little Sister But My Whole Family Is The Big Boss

I breathed a sigh of relief: "Co Tam, follow me home." She turned her head to look at me, her nails digging into her palms: "Based on what?" I: "?" A breeze blew, the leaves rustled. She suddenly screamed in despair: "Pho Vi, why are you loved by so many people! Clearly I am the golden lady of the Co family!" I lowered my eyes and suddenly remembered the scar on Pho Nghiem's arm. The corner of my lips couldn't help but smile coldly. I turned on the walkie-talkie, hoping that Co Tu An wasn't stupid enough to not understand. “What are you laughing at?!” I looked at her, my voice light: "The Co family's golden position, Pho Vuc's favoritism, the flattery of so many people, aren't you enough?" "Enough? Huh." – She laughed coldly – "What does Pho Vuc count as? That guy is so stupid." “He treats you very well.” Pho Vuc's bias is completely different from the quietness of Pho Luat and Pho Nghiem. He always shows it off publicly - from the hand-sculpted brooch, to the jewelry and clothes designed by himself, everything seems to be declaring to the world that he only favors one person. Co Tam smiled faintly: "Even the true identity of the Pho family, he never told me, so can you call it good?" My expression became complicated. If she had paid more attention to the Pho family, she wouldn't have known - the Pho family was the legendary Pho group. She is too greedy and too selfish. "Based on what does Pho Luat only love you? Based on what does Co Tu An only care about you?" “Co Tam, do you really understand them?” – I spoke coldly. "Having been with Pho Luat for nineteen years, how come you only now know his identity? When you regained your sisterly relationship with Co Tu An, did you ever proactively care for him?" "You're just self-centered, thinking that everyone has to be your foundation, everyone has to tolerate you unconditionally, it's ridiculous." Co Tam bit her lower lip, her eyes filled with strong resentment and resentment. “All of this should have belonged to me!” I curled my cold lips: "Yes, it is true that it originally belonged to you. But when you found out that you were a member of the Co family, what did you do?" Her pupils constricted, looking at me in disbelief. “On the one hand, she intentionally set the fire, making the old man of the Co family think that she lived a miserable life.” “On the other hand, you spread everywhere that I kicked you out of the Co family to gain pity from the Pho family.” “Hmm, Co Tam, you let me play all the good guy roles, so what can you do?” Co Tam's body trembled, whispering: "Should... everything... be mine... mine..." I tightened the flashlight in my hand, the sharp edge cutting into my skin made my hand sting. I took a deep breath: "You know, in that fire, Pho Nghiem almost couldn't escape. He risked his life to save you." “Pop —!” Behind me, there was the sound of something hitting the rock, it sounded heavy. I turned my head, a little surprised: "When did you come?" Pho Vuc stood not far away, his face obscured by darkness, his emotions unclear, his arms at his side trembling slightly, not saying a word. What just hit the rock — was the walkie-talkie. Co Tu An stood quietly behind him. I lowered my eyes and suddenly saw that Pho Vuc - the younger brother who was always protected by his eldest and second brother - was pitiful. "It's not... it's not like that... I'm not like that..." - Co Tam was lost whisper. Feeling annoyed, I turned to her: "It's already dark, now follow us—" Suddenly my arm was yanked, I lost my balance, staggered a few steps, and missed my footing. “Pho Vi!” "Older sister!" 18 “Whoosh——” Burning. I opened my eyes and was met with blinding fluorescent lights. It wasn't until I could clearly see the movements of the person in front of me that I couldn't control my tears. "Brother, do you have to use alcohol to treat the wound..." Pho Nghiem looked up at me, his face not looking good: "Give me a lesson to remember." “Sister, next time don't go alone to such dangerous places.” Pho Luat sat on the chair next to him, the corner of his lips still had a faint smile, but had no intention of intervening. I pouted with resentment, only then did I notice my surroundings - this was the room that the Pho family specially renovated for Pho Nghiem, full of surgical instruments. At that time, the place where Co Tam was standing was a steep slope. Even though she pushed, luckily Pho Duc pulled me in time, so we both fell down. As soon as I thought about Pho Duc, my "imaginary prosthetic" felt a sharp pain - it seemed like he hit a tree when he fell. Unconsciously looking at the hospital bed next to him - Pho Duc was sitting on the edge of the bed, his arm and leg had large red scratches, he was startled to see, his ankle seemed to be sprained. He bowed his head and retreated, tears glistening at the corners of his eyes, looking pitiful. Suddenly my heart softened, I blinked and looked at Pho Nghiem: "I'm okay, brother, please treat Pho Duc's wound." Pho Nghiem glanced over faintly and snorted coldly: "Don't fall to your death." Me: “…” Since when did you learn this “stingy sarcasm” thing? Pho Duc slightly trembled his eyelashes but did not say a word. Fortunately, my injury was not large and was treated quickly. Co Tu An brought a bowl of stew from the kitchen, looked at me from head to toe, then put it down with peace of mind: "Sister, drink soup to regain your strength." Seeing me drinking soup, he sat down next to the table and smiled flatteringly: "Do you still feel uncomfortable?" I glanced sideways. "Actually, I can't blame you all..." Co Tu An scratched his head and glanced at Pho Duc: "At first I didn't intend to give the walkie-talkie to him, but he passed by and heard it and snatched it, I couldn't catch up..." Hearing this, Pho Duc took a deep breath in frustration. Co Tu An continued to talk softly: "Sister, when you fell down I was scared to death. I can't run as fast as brother Pho Duc so I couldn't hurt you... you won't blame me, will you?" Me: "..." Pho Duc finally couldn't hold back and blurted out: "He's an adult but he talks like a woman." “This is called 'green tea', pretending to be weak to gain sympathy.” Co Tu An wholeheartedly popularized the concept, then smiled softly: "But the person 'tea' is not you, what are you angry about?" Having a black heart, Pho Duc was speechless. I held back my laughter until I trembled. Indeed, only "magic" can cure "magic". The phone vibrated a few times, I opened it, it was a text message from Trieu Mat, sent continuously: Trieu Mat: Pho Vi, are you okay? Trieu Mat: I really admire you, can I fall even if I go out for a trip? I typed the two words "It's okay", the message on the other side immediately appeared: Trieu Mat: You lied to me again! You never said your brother was Pho Nghiem!! Trieu Mat: That's Pho Nghiem!! It is Pho Nghiem who is inheriting the academic position of academician Truong, the new star of the capital's medical community!! New star of the medical world? I secretly glanced at Pho Nghiem's figure - broad shoulders and slim waist, neatly and expertly treating the wound. Is it because I used to live in the Co family's house, only knowing how to fight inside the house, completely ignoring what happened outside the window? How come I never knew that Pho Luat and Pho Nghiem were such "buffalo" characters! The phone continued to vibrate. Trieu Mat: You have no idea how cool Pho Nghiem was when he appeared! He easily carried you away!! Trieu Mat: You can't see, Pho Duc has to crawl home. Later, someone felt so guilty that they carried it home. Reading this, I burst out giggling. Cow coming home? That scene must have been majestic. “Ah—— A little easier… Just a little easier, big brother…” Pho Duc was so hurt that he bared his teeth and rolled his eyes. Pho Nghiem still pressed the alcohol pad tightly in his hand, and Pho Duc's face sank another level. Pho Nghiem pursed his lips and didn't say a word. Pho Luat stood next to the bed, gently pushed his glasses, rarely showing a cold expression: "Stupid as a pig, do you have to say every word clearly to understand?" Pho Duc knew he was wrong, glanced at Pho Nghiem's sleeve, was silent for a moment, then suppressed his voice and said: "Second brother, sorry." “Just apologize to me?” Pho Duc blushed, glanced at me quickly, then stammered: "Sister, sorry..." I turned my head confused: "Are you talking to me? I didn't hear you clearly." “I said, sorry!” I raised my eyebrows: "Still can't hear it." "SORRY!!!" 19 Co Tam was diagnosed with moderate depression and was taken abroad for treatment by the Co family. We discussed it and out of respect for our old love, we decided not to sue her. Now there were only two people left in the dormitory. As soon as I got back to my room, I immediately jumped into bed — oh, the scent was so familiar. Trieu Mat looked at me dissatisfiedly: "You scammer!" Me: “…I didn't lie to you.” "Huh, the young lady of the Pho family is famous in the capital? The eldest brother is a famous lawyer? The second brother is the king of the medical world? The third brother is the king of Wells High School? The adopted younger brother is a genius in the financial world?" Trieu Mat coldly snorted: "You hid it too well, Pho Vi." I blinked: "..." What does it have to do with me if they lose their mask? “Let's go, let's eat.” As soon as she stepped out of the dormitory, Co Tu An's grinning face immediately exaggerated right in front of her: "Sister, there is hot news, do you hear?" I raised my eyebrows: "Speak." "The old man's mistress said that you gave her the abortion pill, causing the loss of the Co family's son." Co Tu An smiled contemptuously. “So he dumped her.” The fire of gossip in Trieu Mat's heart burned brightly, his eyes bright: "What's wrong?" I patted her shoulder, "spoiler": "He was sterilized a long time ago." Trieu Mat: “…” Co Tu An walked beside us, laughing. I also curled the corners of my lips, accidentally glancing at a figure in the distance - on crutches. Pho Duc limped forward, his face a bit unnatural: "That, let's eat together?" I raised my eyebrows and nodded: "Okay."