"Yunzhao, Hongye is your little sister. What kind of older sister would say such things about her own little sister like that? Your grades are good, but isn't that all thanks to your mom's genes? Hongye is a good child. She's been giving way to you since little. How else would you get number one in the whole school? *cough cough*" After Ye Qin said that all in one breath, her face turned red.

She has already given up on her illness, but she just can't stop worry about her kids.

She actually have some doubts. Maybe the fortune teller named Jing Yunzhao wrong, resulting in her own life span being shortened.

"Mom is right. I really did inherit your genes. And Hongye inherited dad's more, because Hongye and I are nothing unlike!" Jing Yunzhao said purposely.

Ye Qin choked a little and glared at Jing Yunzhao.

She kept thinking that this child took the wrong meds. Her words carried needles. She felt uncomfortable listening to them.

"Okay, okay. Since when did you learn to talk back?! Learn from Hongye. Girls need to be kind and sensible. Otherwise you won't be able to find a husband!" Ye Qin was angry. Her body became more and more uncomfortable.

Ye Qin's illness came out of the blue. She never showed any signs of illness, but when she went to the hospital and found a tumor in her liver. A malignant tumor too!

She went through a while of treatment, but nothing worked. Her hair's all gone, making her look spiritless.

The Qiao's is a normal family. They don't have a lot of money. Because of Ye Qin's illness, they used a lot of their savings. the doctor already told them to prepare for her pa.s.sing. Ye Qin knew she didn't have much time to live. That's why she decided to move back home. She didn't want to die in that scary hospital.

And since Ye Qin's condition did improve a little after being home, she didn't want to return to that hospital even more.

Jing Yunzhao didn't want to argue with Ye Qin. She went into the kitchen to fill her belly.

She owes the Qiao's, but she did so many years of their ch.o.r.es. In her past life, she even gave all of the money she earned from working to the Qiao's. Yet she met such a terrible end. No matter what, she's done enough for them!

Plus, her grades have been good since she was little. In elementary school, she's entered a lot of contests and won a lot of prize money. She's never used the Qiao's money. She always had to eat less and drink less. Why?

She can't eat the sweet porridge in her room.

In her past life, it was that porridge that made her puke and stay home for a week.

The her in the past believed that everything she did was necessary (T/N: doing all the ch.o.r.es and giving all of her money to the Qiao's.) She believed she was quite happy in that house, but now there's no way she can think like that.

There wasn't much food at food. Jing Yunzhao's not picky, so she ate some simple things. She already began to plan for future events.

"Jiejie, wasn't there porridge in your room? Why did you come to the kitchen?" Qiao Hongye said. She was unhappy.

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"I'm not going to eat cold porridge. What if I get sick? There's a test on Monday, so I'm going to avoid such risky things in the future," Jing Yunzhao said, meaningfully.

Qiao Hongye's heart stoped a little. "Is it as serious as you say? Cold porridge will make you sick? Jiejie, you're becoming more and more delicate!"

"Hongye, your body has always been healthy and not delicate at all. Why don't you drink that porridge?" Jing Yunzhao replied.

"Jing Yunzhao! If you're scared of getting sick yourself, then why are you making Hongye drink it? Are you looking for trouble?" Standing behind Jing Yunzhao, Qiao Weimin said angrily.