"Qingqing, give me your meal card!"
"Qingqing, I passed my driving test. Let me ride your Mini Motorcycle!"
"Qingqing, I brought you food! Here's the hot-and-sour chicken and fish-fragrant eggplant you wanted, and I got you Shredded Potato too!"
"Qingqing, why don't I become the older sister and you become the younger one?"
"Qingqing, I added my fingerprint to your phone. Don't you dare delete it, hear me? Chat history? What chat history? I only saw it by accident while setting up my fingerprint. You're the one who didn't put your phone away!"
"Qingqing, hurry up and braid my hair!"
"..."
Zhang Suannai had been hearing conversations like these for days.
Truth be told, most of it wasn't especially outrageous. Even if Qingqing hadn't been in her "free of anger" state, the girl could have asked normally and usually gotten what she wanted without making Qingqing angry. But that was precisely the point—the girl insisted on using a forceful, commanding tone to create the illusion that she was "bullying her older sister," fooling the part of herself that had been pushed around for over a decade.
And she hadn't been beaten once in all these days.
Deep down, Zhang Suannai had actually begun to hope the girl would get a beating. The goddess she herself worshipped was being bullied like this. A fierce sense of unfairness had been building in her heart, leaving her sour with envy.
Why did Xiaoxiao get to act like that?
Why was Xiaoxiao the only one?
They were all roommates.
Oh, they were sisters by blood. Right. Sorry...
But gradually, Zhang Suannai noticed something else—
Over these past few days, the sisters actually seemed to have grown closer.
Perhaps they had always cared for each other, but because of their personalities, there had still been