Taming a Wolf into a Dog? He Bites Through My Authority with His Backhand

On the day of my father's funeral, the lawyer handed me a young man in a faded school uniform: "This is Lu Chen, your younger brother. I pinched his chin and chuckled: "The Shen family does not raise idlers. " Lu Chen's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Sister, I will be good. " Over the past three years, I gave him custom-made collars and taught him tactics. Watch him grow from a taciturn boy to a docile and decent upstart in a wealthy family.