The transmigrated younger sister of a powerful figure in a novel is forced to become the beloved pet

After the initial joy, the study fell into a long silence.

An issue they've always been reluctant to discuss, they are now forced to confront.

"What Yangyang said... could it be true?" Yuan Sicheng was unwilling to face the question.

He refused to believe that the kind and innocent Niao Niao in his heart would cease to exist.

He also refused to believe that the other party would really drug him, just as Yangyang had said in her heart.

There must be a reason why she did that!

Now that he has the love of his parents and brothers, isn't that wonderful? Niao Niao isn't stupid; why would she intentionally hurt him?

What good would it do her to hurt him, hurt her third brother, and ruin her father's company?

Seeing Yuan Sicheng's confusion, I knew it would be difficult for him to immediately face reality.

Mr. Yuan looked at his fourth son, gently patted his shoulder, and spoke in a comforting tone.

"I know it's hard for you to accept all of this all at once, don't overthink it, we're also verifying the others."

"Since you can hear Yangyang's thoughts, take this as a reminder to yourself not to be careless in anything, or your parents will worry."

The fourth son was the most affectionate and kind-hearted of his sons. Although he seemed energetic and impulsive, he was the most simple-minded.

He was usually the one who protected Yuan Niaoniao the most.

Although the truth is hard to accept, he is willing to give Yuan Sicheng time to experience right and wrong, good and evil in human nature, and let him feel it with his heart.

Of course, knowing that his fourth brother would run into trouble, he wouldn't completely ignore it.

With him watching over him, he certainly wouldn't suffer a major setback.

But there are some things that only he can figure out and see clearly.

No one else can help him.

Yuan Sicheng looked at his father with a heavy heart and a complicated expression. He opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't say anything.

Just when Mr. Yuan thought there was something he still couldn't understand, and he wanted to patiently be a caring father.

Then Yuan Sicheng said, "Dad, you just gave Yangyang a million. As your own son, I shouldn't be treated unfairly, right?"

Mr. Yuan's face immediately darkened.

idiot!

He even had the nerve to bring it up.

He lost two years' worth of salary and bonuses, all of which was swindled away. Is he stupid?

How could someone be so clueless?

He immediately retorted without hesitation, "You're already working, how dare you ask me for money? Aren't you ashamed!"

Thinking of the two yuan and six jiao he only had left in his pocket, Yuan Sicheng gritted his teeth and decided to stick to his shamelessness.

“They’re all your kids. How is it shameful for them to ask their own father for pocket money?”

Seeing that Yuan's father remained unmoved, Yuan Sicheng gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and let out a loud howl.

"Dad, have pity on your son! I only have two yuan and sixty cents left in my pocket. If you don't take care of me, I'll starve."

"If you can't find your biological daughter, why should you abandon your biological son? My son hasn't experienced the joy of having pocket money in a long time."

Yuan Sicheng howled with great intensity, making a gesture as he slammed himself against his father; it was an eyesore.

Yuan Siyu saw the veins on his father's forehead twitch visibly, and he admired his lively fourth brother.

I don't know what the other person was thinking. They're in their mid-twenties, yet they still acted so childishly.

If his father hadn't looked so grim, he would have loved to record his fourth son crying and wailing while holding someone, so the family could take turns witnessing his idiotic behavior.

Is it really worth it for a little pocket money?

Now you know how to cry? Where were you before? When you were spending lavishly on Yuan Niaoniao, why didn't you expect things to turn out this way?

There's a saying that goes, "Don't be arrogant, or you'll get your comeuppance someday."

This is karma coming in this lifetime.

Mr. Yuan's head was throbbing from the noise; he found his stupid son even more repulsive the more he looked at him.

I originally thought I'd teach him a lesson and let him fend for himself.

But when he thought about how he had no money left, yet still gave Yangyang a million, leaving him with only two and a half yuan, Yuan's father couldn't harden his heart.

"Alright, alright, what kind of behavior is this? What will Yangyang think if she sees this? She'll think there's something wrong with you."

In the end, Mr. Yuan had no choice but to compromise.

The main problem was that his howling was so awful that his eardrums didn't want to suffer any more of that.

"Okay, I've transferred it to you. How old are you? Don't you feel ashamed to ask for money?"

After saying that, Yuan's father directly transferred one million to Yuan Sicheng.

Although he complained, his purpose was to teach the other person a lesson, because it was shameful that their money was being swindled away by sweet talk.

Yuan Sicheng was satisfied with the money in his account. He immediately straightened up and kept his distance from his father.

Turning her head, she looked at her third brother with hopeful eyes, her eyes practically screaming "help me in my time of need."

"Third brother, why don't you lend me some too? Every penny is a token of love, I won't mind."

"At least let me have some savings, otherwise I can't just not participate next time you guys show your brotherly care, can I?"

"No, I need to support my younger sister, I don't have any money for you to squander." Yuan Siyu coldly refused, not giving the other party any hope.

“How much can I spend myself? I’m also supporting my sister with money, isn’t this just a coincidence!” Yuan Sicheng smiled obsequiously, continuing his sycophantic remarks.

"As the saying goes, the meat rots in the pot anyway. Since the money is ultimately used to support my sister, it doesn't matter whether it's with you or me!"

“That’s quite different.” Yuan Siyu held up a finger and shook it in front of Yuan Sicheng, his eyes full of meaning.

Yuan Sicheng immediately understood.

When Yuan Siyu said he was raising a younger sister, he was referring to Yuan Yangyang, and all the money he had previously spent was used to support Yuan Niaoniao.

Looking at it this way, it is indeed very different.

Yuan Sicheng scratched his head sheepishly and stopped insisting.

When Yuan Sicheng came out of the study, there was a new three-person group chat on his phone.

Inside were only him, Yuan's father, and her third brother. They agreed that if they heard any of Yuan Yangyang's thoughts, they would share the information in the group and then work together to verify them one by one.

After all, in Yuan Yangyang's heart, her family was just cannon fodder, and many hidden dangers, such as the company's substandard orders, may already exist now, and can be said to be very imminent.

Originally, I was going to invite other brothers into the group, thinking of telling them about Yuan Yangyang's feelings, so that at least they would no longer have so much prejudice against Yuan Yangyang.

Tell them that Yuan Yangyang is not the vain girl they think she is, but the real daughter of the Yuan family.

All this wealth, luxury, and extravagance should have rightfully belonged to her.

However, Yuan Siyu stopped this suggestion.

The reason is simple: hearing someone's inner thoughts is too incredible. Even if they told the others about it, they might not believe it.

It's even possible that they might treat this as a joke and tell it to others, but if Yuan Niaoniao finds out, it would be like stirring up trouble.

Before the Yuan family's crisis is resolved, the fewer people who know that Yuan Yangyang is the true daughter of the Yuan family, the better.

At the very least, Yuan Niaoniao must keep it a secret.