Kick Back To Europe

When Da Xia came home, she was more than ready to rip someone's head off. She was screaming at the maids who had tended to her the moment she got through the front door. Her patience had completely ran out.

Then when she saw her brother peacefully lounging in the living room with an iPad on his lap, it was as if something burst inside of her. "What are you doing?!"

Dai Fang lifted his head. His hair was dyed a bronze blond and was slicked back. "What?"

"You're supposed to be helping me take down the Qings!" she snatched the iPad from him and tossed it to the other end of the sofa.

"My game!" he quickly scrambled to get it back. 

"This is why you're a failure, Fang! This is all you do. You play!"

Dai Fang glared at his sister. "That's not true. It's the weekend. I deserve some peace and quiet."

"But you can't have peace and quiet right now. Feng Xuan just launched her own fashion brand!"