Five years ago, Dad brought home a beautiful woman and announced in front of everyone that she was the woman he loved most. Mom was furious and wanted to take my younger brother and me abroad, but Dad insisted on keeping my brother because he was a Ning and Mom couldn’t take him away. And so my two-year-old brother was separated from us…
Five years later, news of Dad’s death suddenly arrived. I rushed back to the country, only to find that my younger brother was mute. At two, he had clearly been able to say “Mom” and “older sister.” Dad’s will didn’t mention us siblings at all, leaving everything to my stepmother. She asked me to stay the night, but then sent people to kill me. In my panic as I fled for my life, I cut my hair and disguised myself as a boy. Later, I accidentally learned that there was another will, so I had no choice but to stay and search for it…
