Crying Brothers: The Little Sister We Hate Is Actually a Bigshot - Chapter 151

Chapter 151: Huang Yuan

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

A relic, or in other words, Nuwa’s relic, as the name implies, is the leftover material from the mythological story of Nuwa’s mending of the heavens.

Of course, Nuwa used the best divine stones, and the relics were considered the secondary products she selected. Although they weren’t as good as the divine stones, they still possessed unique properties.

Relics usually appeared as ordinary Rain Flower Stones, and only those with sufficient spiritual power could discern their distinctiveness.

This often led to relics ending up in human hands, where they were mistaken for ordinary stones and circulated as such. It wasn’t uncommon for them to appear as Rain Flower Stones.

“It looks a bit like it… but this picture doesn’t really reveal much,” Ji Jing carefully examined the picture but found it difficult to determine whether it was a relic. She needed to see the actual item at the auction.

“Yao Yao, your brother still spoils you so much. I’m so envious; I wish I had a brother too.” A female voice chimed in, and Ji Jing looked up to see that Ji Yaqi had completed a circle around the hall and returned with a friend. What’s going on? Why is she back again? Ji Jing silently turned to a random page in the promotional booklet and pretended to be engrossed in it.

“Oh, what’s this?” Ji Yaqi’s friend continued, “I heard about you. You grew up in a mountain Daoist temple, right? It really is true that clothes make the person; you look more decent in this outfit than I expected.” She looked directly at Ji

Jing, making a blunt remark without reservation.

Ji Jing glanced at the speaker but didn’t respond.

Ji Yaqi immediately wore a perfectly timed expression of embarrassment and helplessness, saying, “Sister Jingjing, this is my friend, Huang Yuan. She’s a bit straightforward in her speech, but she means no harm.”

What a perfect expression. Any outsider would be amazed by how polite Ji Yaqi was and wonder how such a polite Ji Yaqi ended up with the rude Ji Jing.

For others, when they greeted someone so kindly and were ignored, they would surely feel unbalanced. Why hadn’t they received the same favor as Ji

Yaqi, the real daughter, and instead had to deal with this rude stepdaughter?

Resentment, sadness, anger – these were the emotions Ji Yaqi wanted to see.

Unfortunately, Ji Jing had no expectations or hopes for the Ji family. She wasn’t disappointed by their unequal treatment; instead, she found happiness in the love she had received. The cake from Ji Ming, the Daoist robe from Mingze, and the various gifts from the demons had made her birthday memorable and enjoyable.

Ji Yagi’s attempts to provoke her emotions didn’t work on Ji Jing.

“Oh, who is this?” Their conversation inevitably shifted to Ji Jing.

“This is Ji Jing, my sister who just came to our family last month,” Ji Yaqi introduced her friend in a friendly manner.

“Came to our family?” The choice of words was quite deliberate, implying that Ji Jing didn’t belong to “them.” Ji Jing silently sipped her juice while turning to an unrelated page in the promotional booklet.

“Oh, I’ve heard of you. Weren’t you raised in some remote mountain Daoist temple? It seems like clothing really does make a difference; you look more presentable now than I had imagined,” Ji Yaqi’s friend looked directly at Ji Jing and made a straightforward comment.

Ji Jing glanced at the speaker but chose not to engage.

Ji Yaqi immediately wore a perfectly timed expression of embarrassment and helplessness as she said, “Sister Jingjing, this is my friend, Huang Yuan. She’s a bit straightforward in her speech, but she means no harm.”

What a perfect expression. Any outsider would be amazed by how polite Ji Yaqi was and wonder how such a polite Ji Yaqi ended up with the rude Ji Jing.

For others, when they greeted someone so kindly and were ignored, they would surely feel unbalanced. Why hadn’t they received the same favor as Ji

Yaqi, the real daughter, and instead had to deal with this rude stepdaughter?

Resentment, sadness, anger – these were the emotions Ji Yaqi wanted to see. Unfortunately, Ji Jing had no expectations or hopes for the Ji family. She wasn’t disappointed by their unequal treatment; instead, she found happiness in the love she had received. The cake from Ji Ming, the Daoist robe from Mingze, and the various gifts from the demons had made her birthday memorable and enjoyable.

Ji Yaqi’s attempts to provoke her emotions didn’t work on Ji Jing.

“I think it’s basic social etiquette to introduce oneself before starting a conversation, don’t you?” Ji Jing smiled slightly and closed the promotional booklet she had been holding.

“Do you think I’m rude?” Huang Yuan was instantly provoked and sneered as she examined Ji Jing from head to toe. “An uncultured woman from who-knows-where dares to teach me about manners? Just squeezing into this evening’s event must have taken a lot of effort for you, right?”

Huang Yuan had been accompanying Ji Yaqi earlier and had overheard quite a bit of gossip. She felt indignant on behalf of her friend. Upon seeing Ji Jing, her anger flared up even more. “Look at your clothes; they look like something designed by a random nobody. And you dare to wear them on purpose?”

“It was designed by someone.” Ji Jing explained sincerely.

. What?” Huang Yuan was taken aback.

“Of course, clothes can only be designed by people. Don’t you know this common knowledge?” Ji Jing’s face displayed genuine sincerity, and she said something infuriating with utmost seriousness..