Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Wei Qianrou cried, her eyes red as she looked at Wei Qingyou.

"I've already cooked the food, can you just heat it up?"

Wei Qingyou frowned and asked.

It seems the original owner was raising her younger sister like a princess.

"I don't know how! You did all this, why did you suddenly stop? I didn't do anything! Sister, are you abandoning me? Why are you insulting me like this?"

Wei Qianrou cried, looking at Wei Qingyou accusingly.

Looking at her righteous and indignant demeanor, and then at her tearful face, Wei Qingyou felt as if it were truly her fault.

“You’re almost eighteen, which means you’re an adult. Can’t you do these things? It’s one thing if it’s normal, but I can’t help you when I’m sick, and I can’t even accept that. But you’re still causing me trouble. We don’t have parents. I’ve raised you for six years, that’s enough. You’re an adult now. Take care of your own things! I’m just your sister, not your mother… I have my own youth, and I have my own things to do!”

After Wei Qingyou finished speaking, Wei Qianrou was completely stunned.

She was at a loss.

"Sister, aren't you going to ask me anymore?"

She asked hesitantly.

She didn't know how to take care of herself; her older sister always took care of her. She didn't know how to do anything.

"Sister, I've never understood any of this. You always did things so well before, why did you suddenly give up now? Did I do something wrong?"

Wei Qianrou still didn't quite understand. She felt extremely upset, as if she were the one abandoned by the whole world.

My older sister inexplicably started to not want to take care of her anymore; nobody was taking care of her.

She sensed it; the whole world was beginning to collapse.

Then, Wei Qianrou started crying.

Looking at her aggrieved expression, Wei Qingyou felt a chill in her heart. She didn't know what she was thinking.

"Wei Qianrou, you're eighteen years old, aren't you!"

Wei Qingyou asked coldly.

"Forehead……"

Wei Qianrou paused, looking at Wei Qingyou with a blank expression, completely unaware of what she meant by asking that question.

Anyway, she asked the question, so it's clear she meant it.

She could only nod, her expression still somewhat blank.

“I remember when Mom and Dad passed away, I was eighteen. I had just come of age and didn’t know anything. But I had to take care of you when you were twelve, cook for you, wash your clothes, take you to school, and earn money for your extracurricular classes… Now you’re eighteen, and when I’m so exhausted that my body is completely drained, you can’t even help me with the smallest things. You still want me to do things for you, Wei Qianrou… Today the doctor told me that my body is severely depleted. I won’t do that anymore. From now on… you have to take care of your own things. I also want to live my own life. Do you understand?”

Wei Qingyou looked at her, and Wei Qianrou's expression was still slightly puzzled.

However, Wei Qingyou didn't want to say anything more; she had already made her point very clearly.

The original owner didn't resent her, nor did she want to take revenge. She just wanted to live her own life.

After saying this, Wei Qingyou turned around and went back to her room.

Wei Qianrou remained seated on the sofa, stunned and speechless for a long time before she came to her senses.