So what if I'm useless? I'll become a saint!

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a month has passed quietly. The scars on Jiuan's body have gradually faded away with day-to-day practice and recuperation, leaving only a faint mark, just like the indomitable will in her heart, which has become more and more tenacious.

On this day, the Ling family was decorated with lights and was in a festive mood. The ceremony for Ling Jiucheng to succeed the position of head of the family was about to begin.

The incense of ancestor worship was burning, guests were coming in an endless stream, and the whole Xinghuo City was immersed in celebration.

However, an hour before the commotion, Ling Jiucheng dismissed all his attendants, leaving only him and Ling Jiuan, sitting quietly in the courtyard of Jiuan Hall.

The sunlight shone through the sparse clouds, dappled onto the two of them, adding a touch of softness to this solemn occasion.

Ling Jiuan raised his eyes, with a puzzled look in his eyes.

"Brother, do you have something to tell me?"

There was a hint of doubt in her tone.

Ling Jiucheng nodded slightly, his eyes deep.

"Jiuan, the Ling family is not without a history of female family heads. Your wisdom and tenacity make you very suitable to be the next family head."

His voice was low and firm, and every word was carefully considered.

He had been thinking about these words for several days.

When Ling Jiuan heard this, his brows slightly frowned and his doubts became even greater.

"I?"

She pointed at herself in disbelief, feeling mixed emotions.

"Yes and you."

Ling Jiucheng nodded affirmatively again, with a hint of imperceptible tenderness in his eyes.

"I have no interest in love affairs, and if there is no need for marriage, I have no intention of getting married. Therefore, I plan to ..."

"elder brother!"

Ling Jiuan interrupted him, his eyes showing both confusion and helplessness.

"You are still young, and so am I. Life is so long, how can you be sure that you don't have the heart to love? Besides, I don't want to be the head of the Ling family. To me, the entire Ling family only has three people worth remembering - you, Liu Zhu, and Liu Ying. Other than that, I don't care about these things."

Upon hearing this, Ling Jiucheng sighed softly, with a complex emotion in his eyes.

"Well, let's talk about it later!"

There was a hint of relief in his words, and a stone in his heart fell to the ground temporarily.

His sister shouldn't be burdened by this family.

Ling Jiuan looked at her brother, a trace of helplessness and heartache flashed in her eyes, and she comforted him softly.

"Brother, stop thinking about it. It's time to go and worship your ancestors. Today is your big day, so be happy."

After saying that, she stood up, reached out and gently patted Ling Jiucheng's shoulder. That action contained both encouragement and comfort.

Afterwards, the two men walked out of the yard side by side and headed towards the ancestor worship ceremony site, their backs lengthened in the sunlight.

The ancestor worship ceremony was solemn and dignified. As the last wisp of incense slowly rose, Ling Jiuan and Ling Jiucheng walked out of the ancestral hall side by side, with an invisible tacit understanding and determination in their steps.

The sun shines through the clouds, adding a touch of warmth to this important day.

As we stepped into the main hall, we saw a lively scene with guests laughing and toasting to celebrate.

As one of the protagonists today, Ling Jiurong was moving among the crowd, responding to every guest with her unique gentleness and wit, ensuring that every detail of the feast was perfect.

Seeing Ling Jiucheng and Ling Jiuan walking into the hall, Ling Jiurong's face broke into a bright smile. She walked quickly forward, her concern evident in her words.

"Brother, Jiuan, you are back? Is everything going well?"

Ling Jiucheng nodded gently, his eyes full of love and care for his sister.

"Thank you for your hard work, Jiurong. There are a lot of things to do today. Remember to take care of yourself."

Ling Jiuan quietly found a secluded spot and sat down. She preferred to observe rather than participate in this lively scene.

Ling Jiurong noticed this scene, and although she felt lost for a moment, she quickly adjusted her mood and walked towards Ling Jiuan with a more gentle attitude.

"Jiuan."

Ling Jiurong whispered softly in her ear.

"Let's go to my brother's table. He doesn't have many people to accompany him."

After she finished speaking, there was a hint of pleading in her eyes.

Hearing this, Ling Jiuan followed Ling Jiurong's gaze and saw that, just as she said, the elders of the Ling family were sitting at a table alone, while Ling Jiucheng seemed a little lonely with no one else by his side.

An inexplicable emotion surged in her heart, a mixture of love for her brother and helplessness about the complex emotions of her family.

Without saying much, Ling Jiuan slowly stood up, walked through the bustling crowd, and went to Ling Jiucheng's table.

The banquet officially kicked off with melodious music and the aroma of wine. The entire main hall was immersed in joy.

However, in such a lively occasion, the table sitting at Ling Jiucheng, Ling Jiuan and Ling Jiurong seemed exceptionally quiet, with only the three siblings sitting around.

Ling Jiurong looked at the lively scene around her, then at the deserted table at her own place, and couldn't help but sigh, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

"Brother, you still have to find a sister-in-law, otherwise it will be just the three of us at every banquet, and it will seem a bit lonely."

There was a hint of teasing in her tone, but it also revealed her concern for her brother's future.

After all, the Ling family needs a hostess.

Upon hearing this, Ling Jiucheng curled up the corners of his mouth into a faint smile, which contained both bitterness and relief.

"I'm not in the mood for love, so why bother others?"

His voice was gentle yet decisive, and every word was carefully considered.

He was fully aware of his responsibilities and mission, and did not want to be bound by personal feelings.

Ling Jiuan listened silently at the side, feeling mixed emotions.

She understood her brother's choice and the burden on his shoulders. She gently raised the glass and took a sip of the wine. The aroma of the wine spread on the tip of her tongue, but it seemed unable to dispel the heaviness in her heart.

"Brother, you don't have to sacrifice your own happiness for us."

Ling Jiuan finally spoke. Although her voice was soft, it carried a calmness that could not be ignored.

"We all have our own paths to take, and you should also go find your own happiness."

After all, Ling Jiucheng was still concerned about them.

Upon hearing this, Ling Jiucheng looked at his sister tenderly.

"I will think about it."

He spoke softly, his words expressing both his expectations for the future and his helplessness towards reality.

He knew that as the head of the Ling family, every choice he made not only concerned himself, but also the fate of the entire family.

After all, he was unwilling to adopt a child from a side branch because if something unexpected happened to him, the other party might not protect his two younger sisters.

However, Ling Jiuan is unwilling to take over the Ling family. Since Ling Jiurong has a relationship with Xing Tianye, it will be difficult for her to take over the Ling family.

Just then, a loud announcement came from the door.

"The young city lord is here!"

The sound was like a horn, instantly attracting all the attention at the banquet.

The next moment, Xing Tianye, dressed in spotless white clothes and looking elegant and graceful, walked slowly into the main hall like an immortal.

The folding fan in his hand swayed gently, and every step he took seemed so calm and unhurried, with extraordinary grace.