Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up rags

With a "hiss" sound, the white cloth was torn off by her.

The white cloth with nowhere to rest fell down and covered Ning Wanwan, whose eyes were filled with tears.

"Yanyun, stop meddling in other people's business..."

Ning Zhiyu threw away the white cloth covering her with her hands. She was tall and looked down at Yan Yun, "It's none of your business!"

"If I see it, I'll take care of it."

Yan Yun forcefully squeezed in between the two of them. Although it was her that was being looked up at, he didn't see any sign of her retreating.

The two men were in a stalemate, neither giving in.

"Okay, I'll let you go today."

Ning Zhiyu's gaze fell on Ning Wanwan, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he left with a group of people unhappily.

As if to vent his anger, Ning Zhiyu slammed the door shut with a loud bang.

"They're gone."

Yan Yun looked at Ning Wanwan, who was motionless and silent, and reminded her.

Through the white cloth, Ning Wanwan could only see a black shadow in front of her. Her palms clenched slightly, and a strange feeling surged in her heart.

Why should she help her?

This morning she was...

She didn't say anything again. Yan Yun was used to it. She went back to her seat and tidied up the things that were messed up.

She sat down, her jet-black hair falling in front of her eyebrows.

She took out a sound transmission note and wrote on it word by word how to set the price, how to calculate... and some precautions.

She left in such a hurry today that she forgot to give him the capital, so she had no choice but to ask him to pay for it first, no matter how much he had, and she would go downstairs at another time.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel distressed.

I wish this place could be like in my previous life, where I could send money with just a click of my finger.

After she finished writing, she lightly tapped the note and it disappeared in a flash.

"why?"

Ning Wanwan's voice sounded behind him, holding the fallen white cloth in her hand.

"Aren't you afraid that they will cause trouble for you?"

There were people willing to help her before, but no more after that.

“Maybe it’s because I’m a good person.”

There were many people looking for trouble with her, but they might not even be able to get a number.

Yan Yun thought so and reached out to open the window.

After the heavy rain, summer has completely arrived. The house is very stuffy, but as soon as you open the window, a cool breeze blows in.

"She is my sister, but my father has always liked her and not me. My mother died when she gave birth to me, and they all think I killed her."

Ning Wanwan sat down with her back to her, as if she had been enduring for a long time. Her palms clenched involuntarily, wrinkling the white cloth.

"What do you think?"

They turned around at the same time and their eyes met.

Looking at Yan Yun's calm eyes, Ning Wanwan couldn't help but look away.

She lowered her eyes, bit her lips gently, and spoke after a long time, "I...if it weren't for me, she wouldn't have died."

"You are the child she risked her life to give birth to. She will be sad if you think like this."

Yan Yun always felt empty inside when he said this.

Her voice was soft and gentle, and at this moment it flowed into Ning Wanwan's heart like a spring breeze.

Ning Wanwan paused for a moment, and forced a long-lost smile, "Thank you."

"So, are we friends?"

She asked cautiously, and quickly looked away when her gaze met Yan Yun's.

"No, I'm helping you just because I'm a good person."

Yan Yun denied it without hesitation, she was not a saint.

She turned around and saw that there was still a first-grade, sixth-level item in the abandoned yard that she hadn't picked up. Yan Yun felt itchy when she thought of this, so she immediately got up and went out.

Before Yan Yun arrived, he met Chen Changyu and his group.

The moonlight was bright, Chen Changyu was dressed in a dark robe, and his face was a little hazy.

"Brother, you're not happy that you broke up with her? If it were me, I'd feel sick just looking at that face."

The one who spoke was a young man beside him, "When are we going back? I don't want to stay here anymore."

She said nothing and walked past them calmly.

"The little girl who just passed by is much prettier than her."

The young man glanced at her and said it casually, not knowing that this was the person he was talking about.

Chen Changyu was upset and felt a familiar figure passing by. He didn't understand why Yan Yun could do this. Was he really that bad?

When she arrived at the scrapyard, Yan Yun felt relaxed. In her eyes, these were not trash but treasures.

Southwest...

Looking at the mountains of waste, she realized that her efficiency in sorting them out was too low. She wanted to use her spiritual power, like a robotic arm, to pick them all up.

Yan Yun didn't use his spiritual power well, and often dropped things just after picking them up.

This would require repeated attempts to succeed, and Duocai couldn't help but ask, "Host, isn't this slower?"

"You won't be able to find it all night or all day like this."

After hearing how hard it hit, she paused.

Just when Duocai thought she had given up, she started again.

"Nothing can be done perfectly the first time, so what if I try a few more times?"

As if she expected Duocai to complain again, she said something before that.

"You are just my system, don't interfere too much with my behavior."

Duocai had no choice but to shut up. Forget it, its host was just a stubborn cow.

Yan Yun carefully directed her spiritual energy slowly to the waste that she wanted to turn over and pick up.

This also requires a lot of distribution of spiritual power. More than once, she had directly crushed the things she wanted because the spiritual power was distributed too roughly.

It was as if only a small bucket of water was needed to fill up the balloon, but she just poured a large bucket of water on it and it exploded immediately.

She felt so distressed that she had to try to be more careful, after all, it was all money.

The surroundings were silent, with only her gentle breathing and the occasional noise of falling waste being heard.

"thumping--"

"Thumping——"

“Boom boom boom—”

Zhou Zhengyuan's cabin was right next to the pile of waste. He was sleeping when he heard a throbbing sound in his ears, which made him wake up and fall asleep again and again.

What the hell? Is it thundering?

On Yanyun's side, accidents always happen too suddenly.

She looked at the giant disc that was falling directly towards her due to lack of spiritual power. It should be a useless flying weapon, so she dodged it as if running for her life.

He even rolled over on the ground, looking both embarrassed and funny.

"thumping!"

"Clap-"

The disc slammed heavily onto a pile of waste in front of her. A huge "bang" accompanied by crackling sounds was particularly noisy and harsh in the quiet night.

Ruined!

She just happened to see the light on in the cabin, and she thought no one was inside since it was so early.

Zhou Zhengyuan was also successfully awakened by the loud noise. When he woke up, he was still a little confused. What happened? What exploded?

But he quickly realized that it was probably man-made. He took a deep breath and picked up a wooden stick without hesitation.

Let him see who the bastard is!