You are all bad women! Don't come over!

Shen Mochen let out a pained shout as his grip loosened, and Yin Caiyu managed to break free, kicking him in the face, but her hand still firmly clutched his.

"Hey, what are you doing, let go!" Shen Mochen panicked.

"Give up or not?" Yin Caiyu's face turned red.

Shen Mochen immediately raised his hands, "I surrender, I surrender, I surrender! Just let go first!"

Yin Caiyu was still holding onto Shen Mochen, her neck flushed but still stiff, she huffed, "Do you realize what you did wrong?"

"I know, I know!"

Shen Mochen could only nod vigorously in submission.

"Will you listen to your sister or not?"

"I'll listen, I'll definitely listen!"

Yin Caiyu huffed again, and then she let go reluctantly, glancing once more and biting her lip, trying to maintain a smile that wasn't quite a smile, "To even find pleasure in this, you really are a pervert!"

"Hooligan woman!"

Shen Mochen turned away in anger and embarrassment, curling up at the edge of the hot spring to withdraw into himself.

Yin Caiyu quietly flexed her hand, feeling her heart thumping wildly.

No wonder little Huailian once... But, this is after all someone I raised! Yin Caiyu muttered to herself, suddenly feeling an inexplicable sense of pride.

"Hey," Yin Caiyu spoke up again, "do you really not want to go study abroad that badly?"

"Yeah, I don't want to," Shen Mochen said coldly, his back to her.

Yin Caiyu swam over to him and poked his back, "Why not?"

Shen Mochen was silent for a moment, then turned to look at her, "If I go abroad, what will you do? Will you stay alone in the country, or come with me? But do you speak a foreign language, how will you communicate with others?"

"I'll stay in the country, do you think I'd starve without you?"

"Then we might only see each other twice a year at most, are you sure?"

Shen Mochen glared at Yin Caiyu fiercely, as if one wrong word from her would provoke him to bite her to death.

Yin Caiyu laughed, rubbing Shen Mochen's face with both hands, "Okay, you make sense, I couldn't stand not seeing you for so long. Fine, let's not go abroad, it even saves me money!"

Shen Mochen snorted, lying beside the pool and gazing at the trees in the courtyard, his mind seemingly preoccupied.

Yin Caiyu smiled slightly and also squatted quietly next to Shen Mochen in the hot spring. The two of them lazy watched as the shade from the distant trees shifted bit by bit.

After who knows how long, the peace was once again broken.

"Aren't you going to see your mom?"

Yin Caiyu lifted a smooth, well-shaped leg, scooped up some water and let it cascade down, seemingly speaking casually.

"My mom? Which mom?"

Shen Mochen smiled.

Yin Caiyu couldn't help but laugh and punched him, "How many moms do you have?"

Shen Mochen squinted, "Elder sisters are like mothers, so aren't you also like a mom to me?"

"Don't just call me mom at times like these, good son! I mean your biological mother!"

"My biological mother? Is she about to die, wanting to see me one last time? Does she have any inheritance for me? If there's no inheritance, then I'm not going, eh."

Yin Caiyu was stunned for a moment, then gave him a light poke in the waist, barely able to contain her laughter, "Do you hate her that much?"

Shen Mochen grinned, "No, I don't hate her, would you hate a stranger for no reason?"

Shen Mochen's father had died many years ago, and his mother had already remarried, abandoning him like excess baggage. In the earlier years, she would occasionally come back to see him but then gradually, there were no more interactions. He didn't know how she was doing recently and couldn't be bothered to care—in his heart, whether she was dead or alive had nothing to do with him.

The only family he had in the world were Yin Caiyu and Yin Huailian. Now that Yin Huailian was gone, there was only Yin Caiyu left.

"You're just being stubborn," she said. "She has her difficulties, after all, it's all about making a living…"

"What does that have to do with me? She lives her life, I live mine. Why should we meet?"

Shen Mochen was really getting impatient, waving his hand to push Yin Caiyu away, shouting almost subconsciously.

Yes, bitterness had always resided in his heart. Abandoned at such a young age and left alone in the slums to be bullied, scrounging through garbage to survive, never knowing if he'd have a next meal, how could he not hate?

Besides, she hadn't been in touch with him for so many years. Now that he had a better life, why should he bother reaching out to her?

Although the Yin sisters had healed his wounds over the years, it was only their love that had covered them. It didn't mean that the pain ceased when the wounds were reopened.

Yin Caiyu got hit in the eye, feeling a bit agitated, but still patiently placed her hand on Shen Mochen's shoulder. "But you have a younger sister. Aren't you curious what your sister is like?"

Shen Mochen shook her off violently, grinding his teeth. "I'm not curious, don't want to see her. My sister has always and will always be just Huailian! I don't need a second sister!"

Yin Caiyu took a deep breath, but his successive rejections now carried a hint of anger. "Huailian can't really be wholly considered your sister, can she?"

"How can she not be?"

"Can your sister share a bed with you?"

Yin Caiyu blurted out angrily, glaring, her voice charged with three parts irritation and seven parts of an indescribable feeling.

Shen Mochen froze on the spot, his expression peculiar, falling into a quiet silence.

Why did I say such a thing… Whether they share a bed or not has nothing to do with what we're discussing now. Yin Caiyu instantly regretted her words.

Why did such a nonsensical sentence suddenly pop out? Where did this unfounded bitterness come from?

Was it jealousy? No, no, definitely not, it's just that Shen Mochen, this little brat, was too wilful, refusing to agree to anything. I spoke out of frustration, not being selective with my words. How could it be jealousy!

"I…"

After hanging his head in silence for a long time, Shen Mochen finally began to speak slowly.

"I'm not saying you have to forgive her or support her. Just meet her, say hello."

Yin Caiyu's eyelids drooped, and she spoke again.

Shen Mochen sighed softly, finally conceding, "Let's talk about this after you retire. If you go with me, I might consider seeing her."

"Alright, I'm done soaking. I'll head up first."

Yin Caiyu took a breath and stood up from the hot spring. As she left with the sound of water splashing, she left behind a blurred, beautiful silhouette, like a fleeting dream or bubbles.

"This punk, completely impervious to reason! Drives me mad!"

Yin Caiyu vigorously rubbed her hair in the changing area, when her cellphone suddenly lit up.

"Are you asleep?" a text message from a comrade-in-arms.

"What do you mean asleep? Spout anymore nonsense and I'll tear your mouth off tomorrow," Yin Caiyu quickly replied.

"No way, isn't this a great chance and excuse?"

"Sicko, that's my brother."

"So are you saying, big sister-in-law, you're reserving my husband's innocence for your brother-in-law? Don't worry, big sister-in-law, I'll take good care of my husband!"

"Buzz off, win against the other three before you say that. I'm changing clothes, won't chat anymore!"

"Hey, hey, tonight might be your last chance!"

Yin Caiyu glanced at the message and immediately turned off the screen. These little vixens, always thinking about her brother, were just shameless.

Besides, where did this bastard get the idea of being innocent! Yin Caiyu fumed to herself.