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Old man Ji and Ji Jingxu walked Yue Ling to the door.

Outside, Yue Ling turned to look at the young man and her heart softened to the core. The last time she saw him, he was only up to her neck, but now, he stood at the same height as her. He had matured into a fine young man.

But, at this moment, she could see the sadness in his brown eyes. Like a child who was going to be abandoned again.

Lifting her hand, she gently pat his head, "Be good and listen to Yeye."

Jingxu held his feelings in and nod his head obediently, "Mm."

Yue Ling reassured him with a warm smile, "I'm here now, so don't worry anymore."

Without a reply, Ji Jingxu smiles with glistening eyes.

His older sister was really here and she was here to stay.

Only god knows how much he misses her every day.

Saying their goodbyes, Yue Ling enter her car and drove away from the Ji Mansion.

Glancing at the rear view mirror, she could see her grandfather going back inside the house, but Ji Jingxu was still standing in the porch.

His lonely figure getting smaller and smaller as her car drove further away.

It wasn't until her car exit the metal gates, did he reluctantly go inside the mansion.

Yue Ling stare at the setting sun ahead. The red sky really makes one drift into deep thoughts.

She thought about the sad look Jingxu gave her.

She knew that look all too well. From her parents death till now, she still remembers the feeling of being talked and looked down on.

Thirteen years ago, when her maternal grandmother was still alive, the old couple had visit a small town by the ocean. Due to mishap, they found a little boy unconscious in the fields covered in dirt and burnt marks.

Grandmother Ji took pity on the little boy and made the old man carry the little boy back with them to the town. It was then that they learned the little boy's family was murder by some hooligans and their family home was burned down.

As for the little boy's family members, no one survived.

Old man Ji felt sympathy for the little boy, who reminded him of Yue Ling.

When the old couple adopted Jingxu, they gave him the surname Ji and gave him a new home and life.

Ji Jingxu wasn't her brother by blood. Nor was he born with the surname Ji, but Yue Ling loved the Little Jingxu when they first met. It was the feeling of an older sister's love for her younger brother. He was her family even if they weren't related by blood.

Because she lived in a different country, she could only visit when her paternal grandfather had the time to take her. But every time she visited him, she noticed that he was always covered in bruises and wounds.

He had always used some kind of lame excuse to cover up, so she didn't think much of it.

It wasn't until later, she found out that it was the children from the other Ji families that picked on him for being adopted and a child who didn't have a family. Those children cursed him and bullied him.

But who was Yue Ling? She was one who never liked to see others get bully, especially when it came to her family. To her, Jingxu was her family, whereas the other children were just kids with the same surname.

For every time they picked on Jingxu, she would return it a hundred folds.

Her parents and maternal grandparents had kept her identity hidden from the other families, so everyone just mistook her as a relative because of her surname, Han.

Even though she was never around, she had kept close contact with people she hid in the dark to protect her grandfather and brother. She learned that even now, Jingxu was still bullied and looked down on.

Thinking till there, Yue Ling smirk as her car drove into the distance in the direction of Imperial.

'Second Ji family, I, Han Yue Ling am here now. Don't think your schemes against my Yeye and brother will escape my eyes! For what you did, I will return one thousand folds!'

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