After rebirth, I cut off my love brain sister and want to be the queen

Judging from what happened to my sister, my family doesn’t care about my feelings at all.

Then... why should I care about their cause and effect?

I want to see whether my stubborn and capable sister can make a name for herself in Shanghai with her own abilities.

Time soon came to the early morning of the third day.

Su Beicheng said recently that he had to go somewhere else for an inspection and could not come to see me. He told me to take care of my health and also transferred some money to me so that I could go shopping when I was bored.

Looking at the extra money in the card, I couldn't help but laugh. Su Beicheng is really generous, regardless of anything else.

I won't spend this money recklessly. Most of the things I buy now are of high quality and I am willing to spend money.

Unlike in my previous life, I didn't even dare to look at clothes that cost two thousand yuan. I would buy a lot of clothes that cost twenty or thirty yuan. Every day when I opened the wardrobe, I would feel regretful and powerless when faced with those earthy, vulgar and cheap clothes. But when I really had to pay for a three hundred yuan piece of clothing, my hand would suddenly retract as if I had violated the rules of heaven.

In this life, I no longer want to be the one who is stingy and spends a lot of money.

What I want is quality, not quantity. So, I don’t have many clothes, but each one is a high-end classic style.

On the third morning, my mother called me.

I didn't refuse to listen. I put the phone to my ear and talked to her while frying eggs.

"Yin Jingjing, you heartless person, you really didn't go to pick up your sister? How can you be the eldest sister? Is there anyone as cruel as you?"

"Your sister is going away for the first time, why don't you take care of her? Is your conscience completely rotten or has it been eaten by a dog? If anything happens to your sister, I will pretend that I never gave birth to a daughter like you."

My mother spoke in her hometown dialect and started to scold me as if I was the culprit of my sister's tragedy, and if I didn't pick her up, it was my problem.

If it were my previous life, I would feel guilty, blame myself, and cry bitterly. I would feel sorry for the heavens, the earth, and my parents.

But now, my heart is as cold and hard as iron. No matter how harshly others curse me, I won’t take it to heart.

"Mom, the root of this matter is that you never considered my feelings. You didn't ask me if it was convenient for me to take her in, and you didn't discuss her train ticket with me. If you had asked me in advance, with my consent, and let me bring her to Shanghai to see the city, and booked the ticket at what time, at which train station, and at what time to pick her up, that would have been the normal procedure."

"Are you sick? She is your sister. How can you find fault with her?" my mother yelled angrily.

My mother is not well educated, and maybe what I said was too profound for her to understand, so I decided not to tell her.

With a snap, he hung up the phone.

Since respect is not mutual, even if she is my mother, I cannot spoil her.

In this way, time came straight to the afternoon. I sat in the classroom listening to lectures and taking notes. I was not worried about my sister Yin Xiaowei at all.

My mother called again later, but I didn't answer. I believe she might have already deleted me from Zupree.

She might never acknowledge me as her ungrateful daughter again. She might even spread my bad reputation throughout the entire village, so that everyone who knows me will know that I am a treacherous villain.

My eyes felt a little sore from staring at the blackboard. I reached out and rubbed them, but when I looked at the blackboard again, my vision was still blurry.

It was not until this moment that I realized that I was not as strong as I thought, and I still feel sad.

It was noon the next day. I was having lunch in the cafeteria when I received a strange call on my cell phone.

I took a look and answered the call.

There was a hesitant voice on the other end of the phone for a long time before Yin Xiaowei's tiny voice came: "Sister, can you come pick me up? I'm scared and I don't know where I am now."

I guessed it would be her.

"Didn't you say that I have no right to control you?" I said coldly.

"Sister, I was just saying that in anger. I've had this temper since I was a child. You know that, but you really take it seriously. This is my first time traveling far away. I can't even understand the bus routes now, and I don't know where to go. The hotels here are so expensive, I can't afford it. I'm still living in a small hotel in the 30s near the train station. Yesterday, someone got drunk next to me, and I was so scared. Sister, please come and save me." Yin Xiaowei was no longer arrogant, and cried and begged me.

I couldn't help but laugh. Only after people have experienced the beatings of society will they understand how ridiculous their arrogance is.

"Why are you crying? Mom believes that you can make something of yourself. Just find a job and do your job well." I said coldly.

"Sister, you won't really ignore me, right? If I die, you will never have peace in your life." Yin Xiaowei got angry and started to look down on everyone again.

I snorted, "You're dead, why can't I rest in peace? I didn't kill you, you came here to die, why are you blaming me?"

"You..." Yin Xiaowei was speechless after being confronted by me. She could only continue crying, crying very loudly.

I felt annoyed and said, "Aren't you still at the train station? You know the words 'ticket counter', right? Now, go in, find the ticket seller, and tell her you want to buy a ticket home. Go back quickly while you still have money. Otherwise, when you run out of money, you might have to beg for money to get back home, and then you might even be sold."

"Sister, don't scare me..." Yin Xiaowei's voice was trembling. Obviously, she was really scared.

"This is the last duty I can do for you as your sister. Go buy the ticket. Go back to where you came from." After I said that, I hung up the phone.

Maybe I am really cruel and cold-hearted. Now, I just want to love myself well. My parents' love is too thin and is dispensable.

I don’t know whether Yin Xiaowei listened to the advice or not, but I know that she is not very courageous, and the advice I gave her is the only feasible option for her at the moment.

Sure enough, not long after, my mother called.

This time, I didn't refuse to listen. I put the phone to my ear and heard my mother crying with tears and snot.

"Jingjing, you are so cruel. Mom raised you, and this is how you treat us? Your sister is going away for the first time. She wants to go out and see the world and find a job. What's wrong with her? Why can't you give her a hand?"

"Mom, if you think I'm cruel enough, why don't we break up our mother-daughter relationship so that you don't have to scold me every day." I said indifferently.

My mother's crying stopped instantly.

I continued, "If the mother-son relationship is severed, then the financial relationship must also continue. From now on, the three thousand yuan per month..."

"Jingjing, Mom was just talking casually. You've grown up and have your own life and your own plans. Mom understands you. Mom also knows that it's not easy for you to fight alone in Shanghai. Your sister also wants to go to the big city too much. However, she is young and it's still early. It won't be too late for her to go after she has been at home for a few years." My mother immediately changed her tone. The accusation just now turned into understanding, and even her voice was accompanied by a smile.

"Mom, thank you for your understanding." After saying that, I hung up the phone.

This annoying thing has come to an end, and I have decided to continue living a peaceful life.

Su Beicheng said he would be back by plane tonight, and asked me what I wanted to eat and said he would take me out to eat in the evening.

Su Beicheng has been quite fond of me lately.

When get out of class was over in the afternoon, I packed up my books and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, Zhang Lan went crazy for some reason. He slammed his hands on my desk and stared at me with anger in his eyes.