Qiu Yingying is reborn and bound to a learning system.

The living room in Andy's house was softly lit, with a faint aroma of tea. Qiu Yingying, Guan Juer, and Qu Xiaoxiao were already seated. Andy closed her book and stood up: "You're here? Have a seat."

Qu Xiaoxiao grabbed some fruit from the table and started eating: "Andy, it's much quieter here than where I am."

Andy smiled and poured tea for everyone. The doorbell rang, and Guan Juer opened the door: "Sister Fan."

Fan Shengmei stood at the door, her face pale, with dark circles under her eyes, so tired that even a smile was a struggle: "Sorry to bother you."

"What are you saying?" Guan Juer helped her into the house, and Andy handed her a glass of water: "Have some water first."

Fan Shengmei's fingertips felt cold as she took a sip of tea: "I'm sorry about what happened this morning. I'm sorry you had to go through all this trouble."

"Sister Fan, there's no need to apologize." Qiu Yingying looked directly at her. "We asked you to come here because we want to help you."

Fan Shengmei gave a bitter look: "How can I help? You've all seen what kind of person my mother is."

Qu Xiaoxiao crossed her arms and said sharply, "Fan Shengmei, your biggest problem isn't your mother or your brother, it's yourself."

Fan Shengmei froze: "Me?"

"That's right." Qu Xiaoxiao showed no mercy. "You're soft-hearted and easy to manipulate. You give in as soon as they make a fuss, and over time they'll naturally take advantage of you."

"But they are family." Fan Shengmei's voice was hoarse. "My mother raised me with great difficulty, and my brother is the only male in the family, so it's only right that he helps me out."

Andy frowned slightly, while Qu Xiaoxiao scoffed, "Are men superior? You spend most of your earnings supporting your family, and you live frugally, yet they take it all for granted. Is that what you call helping out?"

"We have a strong preference for sons over daughters in our area, and my mother is very traditional," Fan Shengmei tried to argue.

"Tradition doesn't mean you have to sacrifice yourself!" Qu Xiaoxiao interrupted her. "Your mother blocking your way, making a scene, and forcing you for money—that's brainwashing, not filial piety!"

"I didn't!" Fan Shengmei raised her voice, her eyes reddening. "Isn't it right for a daughter to think of her family?"

"Yes, but there have to be limits," Andy said, his voice calm yet powerful. "Is your 'filial piety' achieved at the cost of sacrificing your own life truly joyful?"

Fan Shengmei was stunned; she had never thought about this question before.

Guan Juer gently held her hand: "Sister Fan, filial piety is not about endless compromise. You can't sacrifice your whole life for it."

"My mother is crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide. What can I do?" Fan Shengmei's voice trembled.

"So you just let her bully you?" Qu Xiaoxiao sneered. "You clean up your brother's messes, you give your mom money when she asks for it, they've never cared about you, and you're still feeling self-righteous?"

Fan Shengmei lowered her head, tears falling onto the back of her hand.

Qiu Yingying bluntly stated, "Sister Fan, you are not their appendage. Parents who truly love you wouldn't want you to suffer like this. What your mother loves is only the benefits you can bring to the family."

"Impossible!" Fan Shengmei shook her head excitedly. "She's my mother, she just did it the wrong way!"

"Is it wrong to call you a cash cow?" Qu Xiaoxiao retorted. "You've been brainwashed by sexist ideas and are just deceiving yourself!"

Fan Shengmei was speechless after being confronted, and could only shed tears.

Andy added, "True love is respect and compassion, not just taking. Is it worth the pain of living in the shackles of 'must be filial'?"

These words struck Fan Shengmei like a hammer blow. Her shoulders trembled, and for the first time, doubt arose in her heart—maybe they were right, maybe she really had been brainwashed?

The thought suffocated her, yet she couldn't shake it off. Qiu Yingying looked at her, knowing in her heart that the seed of awakening had been planted, and the final decision ultimately rested with her.