Driven Crazy by the Siblings

Xia Herui quickly returned to his room.

Shen Nian cleared his throat, scratched his head, pretended not to see Xia Yanchun on the third floor, and quickly made his escape.

Since things had come to this, he might as well play a thrilling game of Legends of the Three Kingdoms first.

By the time Xia Yanchun came over, he was already halfway through his third game.

Xia Yanchun opened the door without any warning.

Shen Nian didn't say a word, just focused entirely on playing his game.

He would seriously get mad at anyone who interrupted him from defending the territory of the Great Wu. Really.

"What did you just say to my dad downstairs?" Xia Yanchun stood beside him, hands on her hips, looking down at him angrily.

"Stop muttering, let me finish this round."

"All you know is playing games. Is the game more important or am I?"

"Sister."

"..."

Xia Yanchun shifted her gaze and let out a soft snort.

She had almost slapped Shen Nian. Fortunately, he knew what was good for him and knew how to sweet-talk after speaking ill of someone.

Well, who asked her to be a sweet and beautiful girl? She would just indulge Shen Nian's bad-mouthing this once.

Although she wasn't actually mad, she feigned displeasure, sitting down next to Shen Nian to watch him play, occasionally tugging at his hair to harass him.

If Shen Nian scolded her, she would continue being mad, and he would have to call her sister to coax her back.

"Done." Shen Nian finished the game, put down his phone, and grabbed her mischievous hand. "Stop it, my hair is turning into a bird's nest. If you have nothing to do, give me a massage."

"You should consider yourself lucky I didn't ask you to massage me, yet you want me to massage you..."

Xia Yanchun's hands landed on Shen Nian's shoulders, gently pressing and kneading, though her mouth was still chattering away.

Shen Nian absolutely loved it.

"I've packed all my things. What about you?"

"Not yet, I'll pack later. I just finished my livestream. Guess how much I made this time?"

"Five hundred? Six hundred?"

Xia Yanchun couldn't hide the excitement in her voice and said loudly, "Hehe, I made over one thousand four hundred!"

"How did you make so much? Did a rich guy send you big gifts?"

"Yeah, someone sent a small castle. Hehe, I'm now someone who earns four figures a day!"

After streaming for so long, this was the first time Xia Yanchun had earned this much.

She didn't have a high income like Shen Nian, so earning four figures a day didn't come easily to her. Her mouth would get dry from lecturing. She taught basic math problems, but precisely because they were basic, explaining them was the most agonizing.

It was hard to imagine someone seriously asking why sin 30 degrees equals 1/2. That wasn't just having a weak foundation; that was like never having attended class at all.

Lecturing easily gave her high blood pressure, but the four-figure income made up for it.

"Chunbao is amazing." Shen Nian smiled warmly.

Xia Yanchun's eyes curved into crescents, her mood wonderful. While massaging him, she leaned over and gave Shen Nian a kiss.

"I want more."

"One kiss is enough."

"Chunbao smells so sweet."

"I know, I don't need you to remind me."

...

The next day, departure day.

Because they didn't have to take the bus and had no time constraints, Shen Yue deliberately delayed until the afternoon before letting Shen Nian drive her out.

"Drive carefully." Chen Minyue clung to the car window, saying goodbye to Shen Nian.

Today, she and Shen Shi purposely didn't go to the breeding farm just to see their children off.

After leaving this time, they probably wouldn't be back until the Tomb-Sweeping Day holiday.

"Yeah, I'll message you when we arrive," Shen Nian smiled faintly. "Bye, Mom. Dad, remember to call me when the pond is ready for production!"

"Alright, I'll let you know if anything comes up. Drive slowly."

"Will do, will do. We're off."

The car slowly started moving.

Sitting in the back seat, Shen Yue looked depressed, sighing and complaining.

"What's wrong, Sister Shen Yue?" Xia Yanchun glanced back and asked curiously.

"Having a car is so convenient."

"You should just buy one too," Shen Nian chimed in.

"Fine! I'll definitely buy a car in two months!"

People without cars were like that. Seeing how convenient it was for others to drive, they would want to buy one. Whether they'd forget about it in a couple of days was another story.

"You must buy one. Does my dear sister want to join my Beast Taming Sect?" Shen Nian glanced at the rearview mirror.

"What Beast Taming Sect?" Shen Yue tilted her head, confused.

"It means driving a BMW, Land Rover, Jaguar..."

The great family of the Beast Taming Sect, if you have the money, come on in!

"Does a chopped pepper fish head mini car count as the Beast Taming Sect?"

"This..." Shen Nian fell into deep thought and said solemnly, "Strictly speaking, only brands with animals in their names count as the Beast Taming Sect."

In the passenger seat, Xia Yanchun covered her face.

How could anyone discuss this so seriously? It was one thing for Shen Nian to act crazy alone, but how could Sister Shen Yue join in on the madness!

Being this crazy makes it even harder to find a boyfriend!

She was dizzy from the craziness of these biological siblings.

Shen Nian drove all the way, and it was already 4 PM by the time they reached the residential complex.

During the ride, Shen Yue remained listless, sitting in the back playing on her phone. When Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun chatted, she didn't join in.

When Shen Nian asked, it turned out it was because she had to go to work tomorrow.

Office workers were like this. Before work even started, just entering the area where the company was located was enough to give them the blues.

Fortunately, he and Xia Yanchun still had a long winter vacation ahead.

It had been a while since they came back. Although the room was still quite clean, Shen Nian opened the windows to let the air circulate.

"I'm exhausted..." Shen Yue appeared with a bitter face in front of Shen Nian's door. "For the sake of me having to go to work tomorrow, I'll leave the living room cleaning to you!"

"Alright, alright, go sleep."

"Hehe, good luck."

"..."

So Shen Nian cleaned the whole house by himself, except for Shen Yue's room.

The hardworking Shen Nian didn't forget the girl next door. After washing his hands, he ran over to help her.

Cleaning two apartments wasn't too much trouble. Mopping the floor and wiping the dust off the tables was pretty much it.

"Phew, finally done mopping." Xia Yanchun clapped her hands, took off her outer cotton coat, and threw it on the desk. "Cleaning has made me a bit hot."

"It's relatively warm inside. It will get cold if we open the window."

"The balcony window is open, so don't open the room window."

"Alright, whatever Chunbao says goes."

Shen Nian drew all the curtains, happily leaned close to Chunbao, and affectionately pressed against her soft little face.

"Mmm..."

When he pressed against her like this, his body heat flooded over her. Xia Yanchun felt that he was so warm, making her own face flush with heat.

It wasn't until Shen Nian's hand slipped under her short sleeves that she grew shy and nervous. She lowered her head in bashful sweetness for a good while before holding onto Shen Nian's shoulders and kissing him back.

...

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