Chapter 2:

Zhong Xiyou didn't dare to think anymore, the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't breathe.
His gaze fell on the dinner plate beside Zhong Youyou's bed, a bowl of white porridge that had been so cold that he hadn't moved, even no side dishes. How to eat this? It is difficult for anyone to swallow after a change! Besides, the second sister is still a weak patient!
The servants of Zhong's family don't know the inside story, they all think that Zhong Youyou, the child who suddenly came to Zhong's family, is an illegitimate child, so he never shows Zhong Youyou's face secretly. The cold leftovers are simply commonplace. It's not that he didn't know, but he didn't care about it in the previous life. However, at this time, an unknown fire suddenly rose in his heart!
He walked out quickly.
It was early in the morning. Chef Wang, Madam Zhang, and two other servants who were in charge of cooking had already prepared breakfast. They were waiting for Master Miss to get up. Mrs. Zhong went abroad with Mr. Zhong for the past two days. They didn't come back, even so, they didn't dare to neglect their breakfast, they still cooked as many dishes as usual.
Toast, sushi, steak, corn soup, everything, the eldest lady and the young master will definitely like it.
Unexpectedly, the young master did not come out of his own room, but came out of the room of the outside girl Zhong You You, still looking angrily.
Zhong Xiyou is the most reluctant person in the family. His face is not impatient or cold and arrogant all day long, with alienation written in his eyebrows and eyes. Even if he was angry, he would never be so happy and angry. What's wrong?
Mom Zhang first reacted and stepped forward to pull away Zhong Xiyou's fixed table seat: "Master, what's wrong? That girl made you angry again? There is no need to care about her. When the husband and wife come back, just tell the wife."
Add fuel to the fire!
"This is how you usually make small reports?" Zhong Xiyou laughed furiously.
Zhang Ma and the other servants were all trembling, stunned, not knowing what happened to Zhong Xiyou. Didn't he always ignore Zhong Youyou?
"Also, what is'that girl'?" Zhong Xiyou stared at her, then stared at the other servants, with a gloomy expression: "She is my sister, my biological sister, and you can treat her with this attitude. You don’t have to go on doing any of them, just roll me up and leave!"
After saying these words, Zhong Xiyou didn't relieve her qi, but still felt the dull pain in her heart could not be relieved.
He glanced at the rich breakfast on the table, and under the horrified eyes of the few people, he picked up two dishes of side dishes and put them down again, frowning a little bit, unable to resolve it-he suddenly found out that he didn't know Second sister's preferences.
He knows what Meng Shixuan likes, even every birthday, he specially customizes cherry cakes for Meng Shixuan, but he doesn't know anything about her second sister!
The second sister stayed at home for so many years, and was completely abandoned by her family in the most corner!
Zhong Xiyou took a deep breath, and finally brought two plates of lightly flavored vegetables and steamed porridge, and walked towards Zhong Youyou's room. Fortunately, there is still a chance to make up, the second sister's preferences, he can slowly understand in this life. She is recovering from a serious illness, it is best not to eat too salty and greasy, it is better to eat light white porridge, the most important thing is, if it is hot, warm the stomach.
Thinking of this, he turned his head coldly: "The porridge in my second sister's room is cold, go and remove it!"
Zhang Ma and the others looked at him as if they were watching the Arabian Nights. They were both startled and terrified. They didn't know if the young master was stimulated by Zhong Youyou, or if he was filled with some ecstasy soup, how suddenly he seemed to be a different person! It was Zhang Ma who reacted first, and quickly trot into the guest room before Zhong Xiyou, and brought out the cold porridge beside Zhong Youyou's bed.
Before closing the door, I accidentally glanced at what the young master wanted to do, only to see that the young master looked at Zhong Youyou's red eyes, and the bowl in her hand almost fell to the ground.
As they went in and out like this, Zhong Youyou couldn't help pretending to sleep anymore.
To be honest, when she was reading novels, she had a very unfavorable relationship with the Zhong family, especially the extremely eccentric Zhong mother! It's just that you can't treat everyone equally. When the original owner first entered the house, he was afraid that the original owner would threaten the position of his beloved daughter Meng Shixuan, and begged Zhong father to send the original owner back! Doesn't she know what kind of wandering life was living outside before the original owner returned?
As for this Zhong Xiyou, after all, he was only a seventeen-year-old boy, and he was still a bit better, but he was indifferent to the original owner and protected Meng Shixuan everywhere, and he had not done anything extremely excessive.
However, Zhong Youyou still doesn't want to have too much intersection with him, and besides, this is exactly what he wants, isn't it?
But Zhong Youyou did not expect that Zhong Xiyou was uncharacteristic this morning. She heard what he said outside, and felt very weird in her heart. What happened?
She opened her eyes and looked at Zhong Xiyou.
Zhong Xiyou put the hot porridge and small dishes on the bedside table, pulled a chair and sat down beside him. It was not easy to wake up the second sister, but she woke up just like that. He was overjoyed and wanted to speak subconsciously, but he met the cold eyes of the second sister.
Unemotional, like looking at a stranger, without warm eyes.
"..."
Zhong Xiyou's heart suddenly hurt. The second sister has been working hard to integrate into this family, and even tried her best to talk to him, wanting to get a little care from their family. But this time, the second sister was pushed to the ground by herself, really disappointed? Is it really discouraged? Otherwise, why would there be such a strange look?
Zhong Youyou sat up, his right hand was a little weak, and a little blood leaked from his arm.
Seeing this, Zhong Xiyou couldn't care about the sadness, and quickly leaned over to help her sit up. But before she touched the second sister, she was stopped by her quietly waving her hand. Zhong Xiyou's fingers stiffened and stopped in mid-air, the smile that finally squeezed out from the corner of his mouth became a bit bitter.
But even so, he didn't blame Zhong Youyou, he was just sad and guilty.
"Second sister, are you hungry, eat a little bit to fill your stomach?" He handed the porridge over, scooped it up with a spoon, and breathed a little.
Zhong Youyou hasn't guessed why the cheap brother had such a change, facing the porridge he passed to his lips, he turned his head. She is an orphan, and she is not used to being in close contact with others, let alone being fed porridge, which is too awkward. What's more, she doesn't like Zhong Xiyou.
At this time, Zhong Xiyou froze completely, his whole body was like a slate.
He looked at the second sister's silent profile. The face was tossed by the second sister herself, she put on make-up, like a palette, and her hair was hot and curly. Zhong Xiyou has always disliked such girls, so seeing the second sister like this is even more disgusting. But after rebirth, he realized that the second sister was not like this. She clearly wanted to be clean, and she clearly envied Meng Shixuan's being like that, but no one in Zhong's family cared about her, and she would go the wrong way.
In the final analysis, it was the Zhong family's fault. He is also at fault.
Zhong Xiyou held the spoon in the air for several seconds, but she still pressed her lips, with a trace of alienation and resistance. Zhong Xiyou finally couldn't restrain his wry smile and heartache, and put his hand back. He knew that if he had been here, the second sister would probably not eat anything.
"Then I'll go out first, and I have to go to school today." Zhong Xiyou opened the door and said softly, turning around, trying to smile at Zhong Youyou: "Second sister, remember to eat more and I will see you after school. Mom and Dad. I went abroad to deal with things, and I will be back tomorrow."
He found that he had never smiled at Zhong Youyou in his previous life, so much so that he was so stiff now.
The second sister raised her eyelids and glanced at him, then lay down again, still no response.
Zhong Xiyou held back the soreness in her heart, rubbed her eyes, closed the door, thinking about coming back early after school today-he is a sophomore in high school, and usually waits for Meng Shixuan, who is in high school, to be picked up by the driver after school, but Today, he decided not to wait for Meng Shixuan, so as not to waste half an hour alone with his second sister.
He turned around and met Meng Shixuan who was coming out of the room with his schoolbag on his back.
As usual, Meng Shixuan had a faint smile on her face. Under the uniform of her school uniform was a gray knitted dress, which outlines a beautiful figure. The skin is white and pure, like an elegant swan, exuding a faint light. Gentle but haughty breath.
Just like a little princess, in fact, Meng Shixuan is indeed the princess of the Zhong family who has been spoiled since childhood.
Zhong Xiyou has always had a good relationship with this sister, even when he unilaterally spoils her, she is beautiful and excellent. He always believed that girls should be like Shixuan's sister, so that he never looked down upon the second sister who was like a beggar when she first came home.
But at this time, he looked at Meng Shixuan, but felt a little dazzling.
It was clear that everything she got was only when the dove occupied the magpie's nest. Those nice clothes and nice earrings should have belonged to the second sister. She got so many, but in the last car accident, she ran away timidly.
If the second sister grew up in Zhong's family and had not suffered those crimes, would she be more moving than Meng Shixuan?
Thinking of this, Zhong Xiyou had an unspeakable response in his heart.
Meng Shixuan didn't know it at all. She was surprised: "What's wrong, Xiyou, your face is a bit wrong, how come out of Yoyo's room?"
She thought Zhong Xiyou hated Zhong Youyou, because she didn't want to go in and take a look at Zhong Youyou.
"It's nothing." Zhong Xiyou's always doting look was a bit indifferent at this time, passing by her, striding out of the villa without waiting for her.
The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't forgive Meng Shixuan.
When Zhong Youyou was burned beyond recognition by the explosive fire, perhaps because of the same blood, he could almost feel the burning pain almost exactly, so that he lay in the hospital for a whole month. He just couldn't take it anymore. How much pain should Zhong Youyou, who had been burnt to ashes by the fire, hurt?
At that time, what was Meng Shixuan doing, inheriting how many billions of property, and continuing to be her lucky princess?
Meng Shixuan frowned, but didn't really think about it, but her complexion was a bit unpleasant. When she passed Zhong Youyou's room, she glanced at her room, and there was a complex expression in her eyes.