You Actually Recognize Her as Your Sister?

When the three brothers and one little sister arrived at the Zhang family's house, Mr. and Mrs. Zhang were present. They were somewhat surprised to see them.

"Sijue, Sichen, why are you here?"

It's the weekend today, so these two children should be at the Huo Manor. If these two nephews were not there with their uncles, how were they to speak for Little Jing?

Mrs. Zhang, with a sharp and sarcastic expression, looked at Bai Mingxu and Milky Dumpling with somewhat murky eyes.

"Sijue, Sichen, who are these two people...?"

Huo Sijue introduced, "This is Mingxu, and this is our sister, Zaizai."

Upon hearing the word "sister," the expression on Mrs. Zhang's face turned unpleasant, and she didn't even bother to care about who Mingxu was.

"Sister? Your mother didn't even know about the existence of this child, not to mention she was hit by her. Yet you actually recognize her as your sister?"

"Sijue, Sichen, how did you become so unreasonable?"

If it were in the past, Huo Sichen would definitely believe his grandmother without hesitation. But thinking about everything his father had said, Huo Sichen erupted.

"Grandma, are you sure my mother is still alive?"

Mrs. Zhang felt guilty and tried to sound stern.

"Sichen, how can you talk nonsense? Your mother is alive and well. How can you be uncertain about whether she is alive?"

The children of the Huo family, although not yet adults, were mature beyond their years due to the strict upbringing by Huo Chenling. They were more sensible than children of the same age and more perceptive.

Not to mention that Huo Sichen had been hit by Zhang Jing before. Even if he hadn't been hit, he wouldn't hesitate to believe his own father.

Huo Sichen, like an angry little calf, was both angry and resentful, his eyes turning red.

"That's not my mother at all, that's Zhang Jing!"

He was utterly disappointed in the Zhang family, to the point where he didn't even call his aunt anymore!

Mrs. Zhang instinctively looked at Mr. Zhang, and his face grew serious.

"Sichen, where is your upbringing?"

Huo Sijue sneered, "Upbringing?"

Milky Dumpling grinned, feeling extremely sleepy as she yawned and pulled at the sleeve of Second Brother's clothes.

"Second Brother, Third Brother, Sister Lu is in the room at the far right on the third floor. She's in a small porcelain bottle. Let's go up and bring her down."

Huo Sichen knew which room she was referring to and said, "Third Brother, go."

Mr. Zhang couldn't sit still and stood up with a swish.

"Sichen, you dare to disrespect me, your grandfather?"

Milky Dumpling looked at Mr. Zhang with misty eyes.

"Grandpa, your forehead is dark, surrounded by yin energy. You won't live past tonight!"

Mr. Zhang was so angry that he almost spewed blood. "You cursed me!"

Milky Dumpling shook her head and explained to him seriously.

"It's not a curse, Grandpa, it's something you brought upon yourself!"

Mr. Zhang was almost out of breath with anger, and Mrs. Zhang's nose was crooked with rage.

"You little brat, it looks like you're asking for a beating!"

Huo Sijue and Bai Mingxu, who hadn't spoken all this time, stepped forward and firmly blocked Zaizai.

It had been less than twelve hours, and the Huo brothers' Yin Yang eyes were still active. So, after Zaizai finished speaking, they naturally saw the Yin Qi surrounding Mr. Zhang's body, and their emotions became complicated for a moment.

But when they thought about the Zhang family actually scheming to let Zhang Jing replace their mother, the hearts of the two brothers turned cold again.

Huo Sijue spoke up, "Sichen, go get it!"

"Okay!"

Although Huo Sichen was young, he was fast and agile in his movements.

Mr. Zhang immediately made a phone call when he realized he couldn't stop him.

As he listened to the instructions from the person on the other end of the phone, Mr. Zhang's eyes scanned Huo Sijue and the other three children with a sinister gaze.

"Alright, I got it!"

He grabbed the teacup on the table and suddenly smashed it to the ground. The teacup shattered, and the shards cut his fingers, causing fresh blood to drip from his fingertips.

Huo Sijue thought that he was extremely angry and didn't pay much attention.

However, when he saw Mr. Zhang's Yin Qi instantly surging and spreading throughout the entire living room, he knew something was wrong.

Bai Mingxu furrowed his eyebrows, his expression calm.

"He has activated the Yin Gathering Formation!"

At the same time, from upstairs came Huo Sichen's angry roar.

"What the hell is this! Get out of my way! Don't think I'm afraid of you!"

Outside, the sun was clearly shining brightly, but the large villa suddenly turned dark in the blink of an eye. Yin energy filled the air, and soon Huo Sijue and Bai Mingxu found themselves surrounded by darkness. Even when they were close to each other, they couldn't see each other.

Both of them felt a jolt in their hearts and turned around to look for each other.

"Zaizai!"

With one of Milky Dumpling's little hands in each of theirs, she was so sleepy from being exposed to the sunlight in the mortal realm that she could only think of sleeping. But when she saw their panicked expressions, she suddenly became alert.

At first, she thought it was her father, the King of the Underworld, summoning her to return to the underworld.

But then she looked closely!

Milky Dumpling's chubby little face couldn't help but twitch.

"A Yin Gathering Formation?"

Bai Mingxu felt relieved when he felt Milky Dumpling's hand holding onto his, and he nodded quickly.

"Yes, Zaizai, don't look. Sijue, you and Zaizai close your eyes and turn around, run straight ahead without looking back!"

Turning around would lead them to the front door of the villa, and at this moment, the Yin Gathering Formation had not fully formed yet, so they still had a chance to run out in one go.

Milky Dumpling's eyes lit up when she saw her favorite ingredients.

Just as she was about to devour them in one gulp, Mr. Zhang's cold voice sounded in the black mist.

"You want to run? It's too late!"

"Sijue, Sichen! Don't blame your grandfather. If you want to blame someone, blame yourselves for being surnamed Huo!"

Milky Dumpling was lifted up by her Second Brother, and she noticed that he was vigilantly scanning their surroundings.

She was about to tell him not to be afraid and that all of this was a piece of cake when she saw a change in his gaze. She quickly took out her phone and quickly opened the recording function.

Milky Dumpling tilted her little head and silently closed her open mouth.

It seemed like her Second Brother had something to do.

She would wait and eat later.

Huo Sijue spoke up, "So, Grandfather wants to take advantage of this opportunity to kill us? Just like how you killed our mother before?"

Mr. Zhang's voice was old and cold, tearing away the disguise of many years of kindness, revealing his true face.

"Who made your mother so disobedient? The dignified Mrs. Huo, didn't even help her family. What use do we have for her?"

Mrs. Zhang chimed in from the side, "That's right! The older she gets, the more she turns against us! Does she think that getting married and having a husband is all she needs? Doesn't she know that a woman's greatest reliance is her family?"

Rage filled Huo Sijue's eyes, and his voice seemed to squeeze out from between his teeth.

"So, you're saying that my mother's car accident was intentionally arranged by you?"

Mr. Zhang and his wife had two daughters and two sons. The older daughter, Zhang Ning, was born with good health, while the younger daughter, Zhang Jing, was always sickly. At that time, the family's conditions were not good, and they had two sons as well, so Mr. Zhang and his wife decided to send their eldest daughter back to the countryside to be taken care of by the elderly.

It wasn't until after the elderly passed away that Zhang Ning was brought back home at the age of ten.

Mr. Zhang and Mrs. Zhang's hearts had already become biased!

They naturally favored their clever and lively youngest daughter, whom they had personally raised, over their unfamiliar eldest daughter, who had been raised in the countryside and only met occasionally during holidays.

When Huo Chenling got married, if they hadn't seen potential in the Huo family's third young master, Huo Chenyun, Zhang Ning wouldn't have married into the Huo family. Instead, it would have been Zhang Jing.

But little did they know that the Huo Chenling they looked down upon would become the one in power in the Huo family!

Their youngest daughter wanted to become Mrs. Huo, and the relationship between the eldest daughter and the Zhang family, which was already thin and pitiful, gradually dissipated, leaving only dissatisfaction and resentment.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhang snorted in dissatisfaction.

"Who asked her to be so ungrateful! The position of Mrs. Huo should have belonged to Little Jing from the beginning!"