Chapter 1 — In Their Eyes Who Is A Girl

My family opened an antique shop, but for some reason, we ended up holding the wrong child with the Co family - the largest family in the antique world. The day they brought their "real daughter" home, everyone thought that the "fake daughter" would not dare to come back again. But she came again. She carried her book 《Antiquities Appraisal Encyclopedia》 and walked in solemnly. As for me, I put my hands in my pockets and leisurely climbed into the car. The tyrannical eldest brother sitting next to him glanced over: "Where is your luggage?" I replied lazily: "It's too troublesome, isn't bringing yourself back enough?" The CEO's brother: "..." I sat up straight, fastened my seat belt myself, then found the most comfortable position to lean back. Don't move anymore. Co Han's eyes looked at me with such complexity that it was difficult to describe, as if he was looking at some kind of abstract art. Oh yes, Co Han is my long-lost biological brother, currently the general manager of an antique auction group. What about me? It was the "real lady" who was hugged by mistake in the past. My leisurely attitude, like going on a picnic, made Co Han silent for a long time, before finally opening his mouth: "Don't you need to say goodbye to them?" “Sister, my only biological sister, are you going to just leave like that?” Before I could answer, I was interrupted by a burst of crying. Immediately after that, a "human-shaped object" rushed forward, stuck tightly to the glass door, and tried to grab my hand. "I can't bear to leave you. Now that you're gone, I don't know what to do!" As he spoke, he grabbed my arm and shook it like crazy, to the point where I felt like I had turned into a bunch of seaweed, shaking violently, my soul seemed to fly out of its mouth. "Yes, I'm going. If something happens, just... burn a piece of paper and call." I closed my eyes, appearing peaceful like an escaped ghost. Van Phi paused for a moment, then immediately cried even louder: "Sister, the authenticity of that picture of words is still unknown————" He was immediately held upright by someone's collar, and his crying was immediately choked. On Thi Nha held a thick notebook in her hand, gently pushing her glasses on the bridge of her nose. Behind the lenses flashed a cold light. "You are Van Phi, right? Your parents said that you are currently in charge of taking care of the eight pieces of Thanh Hoa porcelain in the shop, right?" The tone was so serious that Van Phi unconsciously stood straight, her expression as tense as when she was called to the blackboard by her homeroom teacher in elementary school. “Y… yes, that's right. What's wrong?” “Swish!” On Thi Nha opened the notebook and immediately pulled out a steel pen from her pocket. "Rustle, rustle" while taking notes and repeatedly asking: "What time do you check every day?" “What are the storage conditions?” “What is the temperature and humidity?” “Was any abnormal wear detected?” With each question thrown out, Van Phi's mouth opened a little more. In the end, his whole person looked like a fool, standing still as if he was scared out of his wits. Co Han looked like he had predicted everything, just slightly raised his eyelids, calmly standing there without saying a word. I was a bit surprised and glanced at On Thi Nha. From the wealthy lady to the antique shop owner's daughter, she didn't have any sense of loss, on the contrary, she adapted faster than me. On Thi Nha met my eyes and nodded politely. I laughed, pointed at Van Phi who was as dumb as a piece of wood and told her: "Van Phi is very useful, if you have any ideas, just ask him to do it." On Thi Nha's eyes lit up slightly, thought for a moment and then blurted out: "The Co family... is rich." The eldest brother of the Co family: "..." The youngest son of the Van family: "..." When I returned to the Co family's villa, it was almost ten o'clock at night, much later than my usual bedtime. My upper and lower eyelids were fighting wildly, I almost fell asleep on the spot. Yet as soon as I entered the door, a shrill, coy voice rang out, scaring the worms sleeping inside me into running away. "Eldest brother, you're finally back! Aunt Mai, quickly bring out the lotus seed snow-ear tea I told you to prepare. Eldest brother must be very tired from traveling all day, and he can't eat or drink anything." A girl wearing a beige cheongsam ran over, wrapped around Co Han, both considerate and worried, even slightly frowning to show concern. After speaking for a long time, her eyes glanced at me, covering her mouth and pretending to be surprised: "Ah... sister, I'm so embarrassed, I forgot about you." She secretly looked at me, then turned back to Co Han: "Eldest brother, this is Ms. Van So, right? So... is Ms. Thi Nha really not coming back?" There was no emotion on Co Han's face: "Wherever she wants to go is her business. From now on, Van So is my older sister." After saying that, he turned to introduce to me: "This is Co Van Van, the child who was helped by his mother, and is now considered an adopted child in the family." Co Van Van timidly looked at me, looking very confused: "Miss... Van So, I didn't know you were coming back today, so I didn't prepare anything for you. You... you won't blame me, will you?" I just covered my mouth and yawned. The person is still standing there, but his soul has long since flown away. “Are you done talking yet?” Having finished speaking, quickly go find a place to sleep. Co Han gently rubbed the sugar, his handsome face showing a bit of fatigue. “She's tired from traveling all day, take her to her room to rest.” Co Van Van bit her lip: "... But the room isn't ready yet." Co Han put his hand down and frowned: "What's going on? I explained it clearly before I left." His stern gaze turned to Aunt Mai standing next to him. Co Van Van hastily and frantically explained: "No, it's not Aunt Mai's fault, it's my fault... I thought you would come home so I wanted to give you my room, but... but there was too much furniture, I didn't have time to clean it up." Speaking of this, she looked like she was about to cry. Co Han frowned even tighter: "There are many empty rooms upstairs, so let's move to another room." “But… my room has the best lighting, so originally I should be in the best place when I go home.” "It's all my fault, I should have moved out sooner, I shouldn't have lived in such a good room... Maybe let me sleep in your room tonight, and you... I can sleep anywhere, sister..." Co Van Van wiped her tears and tried to look strong at me, but her words were stuck in her throat, unable to continue. Co Han followed her gaze and looked over, his calm expression slightly cracking. I just saw me closing my eyes, leaning my back against the wall, sleeping soundly for a long time. I slept until noon the next day, opening my eyes in a completely unfamiliar room. Not panicking at all. When I was young, I once went with my father to buy antiques in the middle of the night, and when I returned in the morning, I was too sleepy to bear. Seeing a pile of straw on the side of the road, I fell down and fell asleep immediately. My father walked ahead, turned around and didn't see his daughter. He was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. My mother complained about this all month long. From then on, Van Phi - then still a baby - was assigned additional tasks: "Watch your sister, don't let her sleep." sleep again." Going downstairs, I saw Co Han and Co Van Van sitting neatly at the dining table. Co Han raised his head to see me, looking like he had just breathed a sigh of relief. I've never seen anyone sleeping like a dead body lying flat on the bed, no matter how you call it, it won't wake up. If it weren't for the feeling of warmth, he would have been dragged straight to the hospital. Waiting for me to sit down, Co Han asked a few questions with interest, and told me that if there was anything missing, just write a list and he would ask his assistant to buy it. On the other side, Co Van Van bit her lip, her face full of hesitation, as if she wanted to say it again. As for me, of course I would never actively open my mouth. If anyone forces me to say one more sentence, it would be considered too formidable of a bravery. In the past, Van Phi knelt down and begged and couldn't even get a single word out of me. Waiting for the dishes to be brought to the table, I just slowly picked up my chopsticks, focusing on eating exactly one dish right in front of me. Co Han looked at me once, then looked again, and finally couldn't help but say: "There are so many dishes, why do you only eat that one?" Pausing for a moment, his voice softened a bit: "This is your house, don't be constrained, just eat whatever you like." Co Van Van seemed to have been waiting for this opportunity. As soon as she heard it, she quickly picked up the food and put it in my bowl. “Sister, you probably have never eaten these dishes before, so try them all. I know your family originally opened an antique shop..." She made an "ah" sound, quickly covered her mouth, her eyes blinked at me: "Sister, I didn't do it on purpose, I also didn't mean to look down on opening an antique shop. It's just... living in an environment like that must have put you through a lot of hardships. Now that she returns to the Co family, things will be different. Just tell me what you want to eat, and I'll ask Aunt Mai to make it for you." Having finished speaking, she stared at me, as if waiting for a reaction. I just calmly said "Yeah", in a bland voice: "Thank you." She waited a while longer, the smile on her face gradually becoming forced.