Bob Ginger stomped out of the house.
Pacing back and forth in his room for quite a while.
Turns on the computer, logs into QQ.
Sends a message to Wine.
[Let me tell you, my sister is really infuriating, I’m done with her. Anyway, I’ve decided to show her a thing or two!]
He typed furiously on the keyboard, and suddenly a word popped up from the other side.
Mia Ginger quietly watched the chat box.
[That annoying pest slapped my sister today! I’m going crazy! I’m going crazy! I’m going crazy!] Bob’s anger was obvious even through the computer.
Mia stared at the chat box in a daze.
She had anticipated this moment ever since the fight, and now quietly watching it, imagining Bob’s furious rage, she wasn’t too angry.
She never felt any emotion for this brother, so why force him to care for her?
She felt affection for "Drunk." After agreeing to let him be her apprentice, she truly loved him as a kind of unseen, younger brother.
Turns out the world is so small...
[She slapped my sister and also slapped my sister’s lover’s sister, can you believe how arrogant she is? It’s driving me crazy, my sister came back crying!]
Mia typed two words, with rare affection.
[Shy shy.] Bob quickly changed his focus, acting coy, [Master, you’re not angry now? You’ve been so indifferent lately.]
[Hear both sides, be clear. Favor one side, stay obscure.] Mia replied.
[I didn’t feel wronged.]
Bob seemed a bit gloomy, [Master, you really favor my sister.]
Mia looked at the chat box, slowly typing.
[She’s still your sister.]
[Show her a thing or two?]
Bob was quiet for a long time.
The screen flashed a message: [So frustrating, I’ll think about it myself.]
Mia closed the chat box.
She still couldn’t consider Drunk and Bob as the same person, and talking made her feel a bit uneasy, like she couldn’t get comfortable.
The story in the document was just beginning.
Mia stared blankly for a while, then got up and walked around the room a few steps.
"Second Miss?" A pounding knock sounded.
"Aunt Lee asked me to bring this glass of milk to you." Amelia Miller opened the door, saying with a smile.
"Thank you." Mia took the milk.
Amelia remained in the room without leaving, her gaze drifting.
"No, nothing." Amelia’s examining look clashed with her eyes, and she quickly said, turning around to leave.
Mia placed the milk on the table.
She thoughtfully lowered her gaze.
It was obvious that Amelia should be calling Charlotte Chester and Zuri Ginger separately every day.
Charlotte had changed her attitude.
Yet she still decided to spy on her, likely due to Zuri’s influence.
What exactly is Zuri planning?
Mia couldn’t figure it out for the moment.
She simply stopped thinking about it, drank the milk, and buried herself in writing her novel.
Went to sleep at two in the morning.
The sound of knocking came faintly.
Mia sat up with her hair like a bird’s nest, hearing Koa Jackson’s cold yet patient voice from outside the door.