I Really Like My Sister

Chapter 90. Disaster.

Chen Jinan had always secretly given money to Chen Jiashu. This was something Wen Yun knew.

He would give her some from time to time, but not a lot. He always gave it behind Wen Yun’s back, but Wen Yun had never cared about that. What? Do you take her for an iron rooster1 Someone who is stingy. It comes from an old Chinese tale. Once upon a time, a man was seriously ill. The doctor said that if two chicken feathers were added to the medicine, its efficacy would be enhanced. His brother finally found one rooster after searching everywhere. But the owner was too stingy to pluck even one feather. So the brother had no choice but to pay a lot of money to buy the rooster. Can you pluck a feather from an iron rooster? Of course not. So 铁公鸡 is used to describe a person who is very stingy about money matters.? What? She could still be stingy with just a few hundred or a few thousand of such small money? As Chen Jinnan said, it’s not easy to starve people to death, and she was not so hard-hearted. So even if she knew her husband’s little actions, she usually didn’t say anything. She just turns a blind eye to them.

But the truth did not seem to be what Chen Jinan said. How pitiful was Chen Jiashu? She was doing well at school. She was the star on the stage. She was elegant and prosperous, and she looked completely different from the way she looked at home.

Wen Yun did not want her to have a good life because Chen Jiashu’s existence was a sign of her unpleasant past. She had no confidence in Chen Jiashu from the bottom of her heart, and many things are untenable. She was guilty by nature, and it distorted and developed into disgust. Together with her hatred of his ex-wife, she imposed it all on Chen Jiashu. She hated her for being reasonable. She hated her existence and was subconsciously suspicious, afraid that Chen Jiashu would also come to take her things.

Chen Jiashu has always seemed to be a non-competitive person. Although she might be angry, people always bow their heads under the eaves2A cultural colloquial – many homes in the past were relatively short, so people would have to bow their heads, or they would hit the eaves. Of course, they had to adapt to their environment and lower their heads in order to avoid injury. It means “don’t place yourself at a disadvantage to lose more in the long run for something that may be of minor inconvenience now”.. Whether Wen Yun is cynical or sarcastic, she was obedient. She3Chen Jiashu looked like she4Wen Yun could beat and scold her. Wen Yun could more or less recover some of her self-esteem and confidence from her discrimination and harsh treatment. Good, she thought, everything is under control.

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In a way, Chen Jinnan giving Chen Jiashu money was also within Wen Yun’s control. Chen Jinnan said that he was a dignified boss, but in fact, the entire company was Wen Yun’s subsidiary. The power was basically in Wen Yun’s hands. To put it bluntly, he was doing odd jobs for her. He looked glamorous, but he actually had no money. Wen Yun lost her wits and became a bitch5In asia, a bitch doesn’t mean a bitch like we say it in the western world. It means a sl*t or a wh*re for love, but her brain was still online. She had a firm grip on the economic power. If Chen Jinnan dared to eat food outside6cheat, she could immediately make him get out of the house with his butt naked.

Wen Yun controlled Chen Jinnan’s private house money. When the water is clear, there will be no fish. He couldn’t be without but he couldn’t have too much. It was okay to give Chen Jiashu some living expenses from time to time. It was also okay to have a dinner with friends for in the evening, but don’t think about things after 12 o’clock. He honestly went back to home to her.

Chen Jinnan had been married for many years and had always been honest. Wen Yun was also very satisfied with the stability she had under her control, but today when she saw Chen Jiashu, her eyelids jumped, and the doubts she had suppressed before came up again.

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Eld Zwd oyp vlaakqkle yp pbl vbswtbv ycswv kv. Tla xkde oyp prkddkdt, yde pbl bye y hytwl qllzkdt vbyv psxlvbkdt oyp swv sq nsdvasz.

Gqvla vbl ryaldvp’ xllvkdt, vbl vlynbla kdhkvle Eld Zwd vs bla sqqknl. Fbl raykple bla qsa clkdt y tsse vlynbla8Ms bla nbkze(Ubld Pw) yde plvvkdt yd lmyxrzl qsa svbla ryaldvp. Eld Zwd eaydj y nwr sq vly yde xldvksdle, yp kq kdyehlavldvzu, “Frlyjkdt sq obknb, Ubld Kkypbw kp yzps sdl sq swa nbkzeald. R eked’v ts vblal vseyu clnywpl bla qyvbla oyp blzrkdt bla okvb vbl ryaldvp’ xllvkdt. Ob, vlynbla Dw, es usw jdso Ubld Kkypbw qasx ulya vos?”

“Xq nswapl,” vbl vlynbla dseele alrlyvlezu, “Ubld Kky Fbw, pbl’p hlau qyxswp kd vbl obszl pnbssz. Fbl kp y hlau lmnlzzldv tkaz.”

Eld Zwd yzps pxkzle yde dseele, “Fbl kp zkjl vbkp. Fbl byp clld sclekldv pkdnl pbl oyp uswdt. Fbl eslpd’v dlle vs cl vywtbv yduvbkdt. Fbl kp lprlnkyzzu kdelrldeldv, cwv yzps yzssq. Tla qyvbla yde R yal osaakle vbyv pbl kp vss tsse vs byhl y tsse qaklde.”

Mlynbla Dw qlzv vbl pyxl oyu, “Mbkp kp vawl. Xrkdksdyvle nbkzeald yal dsv lypu vs kdvltayvl kdvs vbl plv sq alpv, yde vblu yal sqvld xkpwdelapvsse yzps cu svblap. Lsv vss zsdt yts, sd vbl eyu sq vbl pnbssz qlpvkhyz, Kkypbw’p rlaqsaxydnl nzsvblp olal plnalvzu vsad. Rv yzxspv nywple y ckt ekpypvla.”

Mbl ealpp oyp yzps dlo. Eld Zwd’p lulzkep fwxrle, yde pbl kdpvydvzu rwv sd yd ydtau qynl, “Mblal’p pvkzz pwnb y vbkdt? Ebs eke kv?”

“Fsxlsdl qasx vblka eydnl vlyx. Mbl rlapsd obs oldv ytykdpv bla bye psxl cynjtaswde kd bla qyxkzu. Mbkp xyvvla oyp zyvla pwrralpple, ps R sdzu jdso y zkvvzl ckv ycswv kv.” Mbl vlynbla pktble, “Rv’p y tsse vbkdt vbyv Kkypbw pokvnble vs y dlo eydnl nspvwxl kd vkxl, svblaokpl R alyzzu esd’v jdso bso vblu oswze byhl pyhle vbl eyu. Twb, esd’v usw jdso ycswv vbkp?”

Wen Yun froze slightly, then sighed a bit. “We’re a divorced and reorganised family. Jiashu is closer to her father and doesn’t speak to me much.”

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“So that’s what happened. Sorry. Sorry.” The teacher apologised repeatedly, having eaten Wen Yun’s brainwashing bag. Her impression of her rose to that of a kind stepmother in a second marriage family trying hard to care for her husband’s ex-wife’s daughter, and she immediately told Wen Yun everything she knew.

“Oh, do they eat together every day?”

“Yes, the two siblings have a very good relationship. During the time when Chen Jiashu was preparing for her performance, it was Chen Du who was with her all the time, helping her to relieve a lot of stress.” The teacher smilingly took out the forum photos and showed them to her, “On the day of the school festival, Chen Du even wore a support hat. Look at it. How handsome. If only I could have a pair of cute kids like that.”

Wen Yun laughed along with her. Her gaze was fixed on the word “Jiashu” on Chen Du’s head in the photo, and countless question marks jumped out of her forehead.

When had the two of them reached this point in their relationship? Chen Du had been spending all his time at school with Chen Jiashu. She took up almost all of his time after school, but he didn’t mention anything to her when he came home.

Wen Yun would sometimes ask about Chen Jiashu, but Chen Du’s answers were always very official, sounding like he didn’t know her very well. When he was asked what he did after school, he said he played football and did his homework. Wen Yun felt satisfied at the time, but now that she was here, it was contradictory. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong.

Chen Jinnan was wrong, Chen Du was even more wrong, and Chen Jiashu… The three surname Chen combined, how many secret pyramids were hidden?

Is she the dirty one? Who is dirty?

Wen Yun walks out of the office, smiling and saying goodbye to her teacher, her heart heavy with worry. A woman’s keen intuition told her that there seemed to be a lot of things that she had been missing all along.

The suspicion first came from the money that had inexplicably increased for Chen Jiashu. Chen Jinnan’s accounts were clear to Wen Yun. He couldn’t possibly have that much money unless he was doing something personal behind her back, but that wasn’t like him. However, it wasn’t easy to say. After all, Wen Yun couldn’t even figure out what her own son was like in private anymore, and the control she had always thought she had over the whole situation could have been hollowed out long ago, with everyone running rampant under her nose.

She looked at the windshield with straight, unfocused eyes, fished out her mobile phone and called Chen Jinnan. When she got through, she said, “Where are you? Come here, now.”

She tugged at the corner of her mouth, “I’m in the car. Isn’t Chen Jiashu at your place? Well, good. Come over here and talk about your cute pair of kids.”

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Chen Du, she didn’t know where he’d gone, and he hadn’t shown up since the parents’ meeting had started.

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