Shocking! A haughty and arrogant older sister was relentlessly pinned against a wall by a cold and a

Cheng Ai glanced at Li Xiaolin's shocked expression, then followed her gaze to her own buttocks. She then noticed that although it was bright red, it was not bleeding and even had a faint, glossy pink hue, making it look nothing like an injury.

She immediately turned her head and touched the jade hairpin beside her pillow, a surge of immense joy welling up inside her.

No wonder I haven't felt any pain since then, it turns out I've already recovered!

It seems Ye Jingke was right; this jade hairpin does indeed have healing properties.

"Your and Jingke's injuries have healed so quickly, is my ointment just that effective?"

Hearing Li Xiaolin's surprised question, Cheng Ai smiled and didn't offer any explanation. "Sister Xiaolin, I'm going to take a shower. Please sit down and wait for me."

After saying that, she quickly jumped off the bed, grabbed the bag from the sofa, and went into the bathroom. A moment later, the sound of running water could be heard.

When Cheng Ai came out, Li Xiaolin was carrying porridge into the room.

She wore a men's apron, her hair was tied in a ponytail, and she looked neat and capable, exuding the charm of a mature woman that was pleasing to the eye.

Looking at the steaming chicken porridge, Cheng Ai couldn't help but swallow, her stomach rumbling loudly. "Wow, it smells so good!"

Li Xiaolin looked up and smiled gently at her, "I just made some porridge, why don't you try it and see if it suits your taste?"

Cheng Ai nodded hurriedly and sat down to eat without waiting.

The porridge was fragrant and soft, with a rich chicken broth aroma. It was evenly seasoned and had a smooth, glutinous texture. Paired with chopped scallions, cilantro, and minced meat, it was absolutely delicious.

After finishing the porridge, Cheng Ai licked her lips with satisfaction and exclaimed, "Sister Xiaolin, your cooking is amazing! It's a hundred times better than what my master makes."

As she finished speaking, her eyes gradually dimmed. "It's a pity that I will never be able to eat the meals he cooked himself again."

Li Xiaolin was slightly taken aback, then patted her back and comforted her, "Don't be sad. People can't come back to life. You should look forward."

"I know." Cheng Ai forced a smile, revealing an extremely bitter expression. "But I just can't help feeling sad."

I'm an orphan, and I was very mischievous as a child, always getting into trouble, but he always spoiled and indulged me, giving in to my every whim.

Then, she lowered her head, tears streaming down her face, crying like a lost child, "He was so good to me... even in his last moments he was thinking of me... but... I never did anything for him..."

Li Xiaolin felt a pang of sadness and handed her a tissue. "Your master was a kind and good person. If he knew what was happening in the afterlife, he would definitely not want to see you crying."

She rolled her eyes and continued, "Jingke is usually a bit cold, but once you get to know him, you'll find that he's actually very gentle and considerate."

Cheng Ai sniffed, her eyes red and rabbit-like, and asked in a hoarse voice, "You like him?"

Li Xiaolin was taken aback, then shook her head repeatedly, "No, no, no, Xiao Ai, you misunderstood. I am Lu Hanmo's wife, and Jing Ke and I are just good friends."

She paused for a moment, her smile particularly ambiguous, "You two are a perfect match, and you've been through thick and thin together, you're sure to spend the rest of your lives together."

Cheng Ai blinked, then innocently moved closer. "Ahem, are you shipping a couple?"

"Huh?" Li Xiaolin was stunned. "It looks a lot like it?"

Cheng Ai nodded frantically.

Li Xiaolin awkwardly touched the tip of her nose, then quickly took out a phone from a box and stuffed it into her arms. "Jingke asked me to buy this for you. It has plenty of data and call credit. I'm going back to work at the hospital now."

Just as she got up to leave, Cheng Ai suddenly reached out and grabbed her, "Sister Xiaolin, stay here with me today!"

“This…” Li Xiaolin hesitated and frowned, “I’ve already taken two days off this month. If I skip work again, my salary will probably be deducted entirely…”

"I want braised pork ribs for lunch," Cheng Ai said to herself, ignoring her feelings. "And sweet and sour fish, stir-fried shrimp, boiled beef, and seafood soup."

Li Xiaolin's lips twitched. Was this girl born in the Year of the Pig? How could she be so greedy!

Fine, for Ye Jingke's sake, I'll grant her wish this once!

"I'll go out to buy groceries. My number is in my contacts. If there's anything else you'd like to eat, just call me."

After Li Xiaolin left, Cheng Ai curled up on the sofa and scrolled through her phone.

The moment she opened Weibo and logged into her account, the private message notification sound started ringing incessantly.

Cheng Ai curiously flipped through the messages and found that, apart from a handful of greetings, the rest were almost all profanities:

[You shameless bitch! You knew Jianjian had a girlfriend, yet you still seduced him. How despicable!]

[You vixen, just die already, stop polluting the public's eyes.]

Get out of the entertainment industry right now, or I'll curse you every time I see you.

[She really is a despicable illegitimate daughter; she even stole her sister's man. Disgusting!]

She then clicked into Hao Jian and Cheng Baoni's homepages. Their latest posts revealed that one person exposed Cheng Ai as a third party, while the other warned netizens not to cause trouble for her sister.

However, this weak and ineffective threat not only failed to work, but also fueled the fans' enthusiasm for insulting Cheng Ai.

Although nearly half a month has passed, there are still a large number of brainless fans online criticizing her.

After scrolling through Cheng Baoni's comment section for a while, Cheng Ai received a bunch of spam private messages.

She didn't look at it again, but instead typed "Ye Jingke" into the search box.

Then, it sprang up like a carp, its eyes wide open.

Wow, wow, wow, how many fans does this person have?

One, ten, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand...

Holy crap! Ninety million?

Cheng Ai thought about her few hundred zombie followers, silently followed Ye Jingke, turned off her phone, and collapsed onto the sofa like a corpse.

After some time, Li Xiaolin's voice came from outside the door, "Xiao Ai, it's noon, come out and eat."

"Oh, okay." Cheng Ai replied lazily and slowly walked towards the living room.

The table was laden with delicious food. Li Xiaolin not only made the dishes she had specifically requested, but also stir-fried four plates of green vegetables, a perfect combination of meat and vegetables, and a feast for the eyes and the palate.

"I'll serve the rice, you go wash your hands first." After saying that, Li Xiaolin turned and walked towards the kitchen.

When she returned with two bowls of rice, Cheng Ai was devouring ribs.

Li Xiaolin shook her head helplessly. Where did Ye Jingke find this little girl? She is cute, but she is a bit disrespectful.

She cooked all the meals, so why didn't we wait for her to join us in eating?

Wait, Cheng Ai? That name sounds familiar. Is she the illegitimate daughter who's been all over the internet lately, the one who stole her sister's boyfriend?

Li Xiaolin frowned and glanced at her, but ultimately didn't ask anything. She pushed a bowl of rice over, sat down, and began to eat.