Chapter 3 — Thien Kim Really Doesn't Listen to Comments

"Chi Chi, I said I wouldn't prosecute, I really won't prosecute." I bent down and looked straight into her teary eyes. "You're my sister, I won't fight with you." Lam Chi's shoulders were still shaking, but this time they were shaking for real. She looked at my docile and gentle appearance, like she saw a ghost. On the way home, Lam Dien drove, mother sat in the passenger seat, father, me and Lam Chi sat in the back seat. Lam Chi leaned against the window and closed his eyes pretending to sleep. I lowered my head to look at my phone. The screen displays a message informing you that money has been deposited into your bank account. Dad transferred me five million. I delete messages, lock screen. I know they intend to settle the matter and get it over with. After all, after raising him for so many years, no matter how cold-hearted he is, he won't really do anything to Lam Chi. Lam Chi was detained for a few days and then released. On the morning of Lam Chi's detention, I went downstairs to have breakfast. She was sitting neatly at the dining table. She changed into a light pink dress and her hair was neatly braided. When she saw me, she curled her eyes and smiled, her smile was like carefully polished porcelain. "Good morning, sister. I've already scooped porridge for you, please try it. Tell the kitchen to add more lily and lotus seeds." The bowl was pushed in front of me. The white ceramic spoon is placed on the edge of the plate, the position is neat and not out of place at all. I sat down opposite her, said thank you, then bowed my head to drink the porridge. Mom brought a cup of coffee from the kitchen. Seeing us two sisters sitting at the breakfast table, she froze for a moment, her eyes slightly red. "It's good that you two can live in harmony with each other, that's good." Lam Chi raised her head, her eyes were immediately wet. "Don't worry, Mom, in the future I will definitely live in harmony with you. Before, you didn't understand. I don't blame you, you can't let me down either." She spoke very sincerely, with a little bit of water on her eyelashes, like sticky butterfly wings. morning dew. The comments started to flash again. "She's started again. Absolutely don't believe this trick. I've seen eighty episodes of this trick." "Absolutely don't drink her porridge, who knows if there's poison inside or not!" "I really can't stand this green tea look of hers! Baby, quickly expose her, don't let your parents and brother be fooled by her again!" I finished the porridge and put the bowl down on my face. table, nodded to Lam Chi. "The porridge is very delicious." Lam Chi's smile deepened a bit, but there was no smile in his eyes. In the days that followed, Lam Chi was truly at peace. Every day I leave early and come home late, sometimes meeting her in the living room. She wasn't reading a book, she was rubbing her mother's shoulder, being filial and obedient to the point of not being able to refute her. Mother's attitude softened clearly to the naked eye. Sometimes when talking to Lam Chi, her voice carried the previous intimacy. Lam Dien is no longer cold towards Lam Chi, and sometimes even buys her a cup of milk tea. His father's attitude was originally quite cold, but Lam Chi carried tea and poured water, attentively serving him for half a month, and his eyebrows gradually relaxed. I watched this family gradually return to the way they lived together before, and I was not surprised. A relationship that has been nurtured for eighteen years, how can it be completely severed because of one thing? Only this time, they still remember a boundary in their hearts. I am the biological child. No matter how much Lam Chi pleases, he cannot cross this line. That night, I came home from school and saw my grandmother sitting in the main seat in the living room, her cane placed across her knees, an angry look on her face. My parents and Lam Dien sat opposite. Lam Chi stood next to the sofa, his fingers twisting the corner of his shirt. I changed my shoes and walked over, calling out: "Grandma." Grandma looked up at me and waved me to sit next to her. "Niem

Niem, come to Grandma." I sat down next to her. Grandma patted the back of my hand, turned her head to look at Dad. "I came today because there's something I want to clarify to you guys." Dad sat up straight. "Mom, tell me." Grandma picked up a cup of tea and took a sip, slowly opening her mouth: "What about Chi Chi at the police station, are you guys just going to ignore it?" Dad pursed his lips. "Mom, Chi Chi already knew she was wrong, and she also promised not to do it again..."