Walking out of the corridor, Ji Yinshu finally saw that nauseating scene.

Wei Yi, dressed in a light blue robe, was crouched on the ground holding a small, short bamboo stick. He had originally been writing something on the ground, but had stopped because of Ji Yuanzhi and Ji Lingzhi’s mockery.

His body was curled into a ball as he crouched on the ground, head lowered, biting his own sleeve, trembling all over, not daring to raise his head.

Ji Yuanzhi lifted the petite Ji Lingzhi up and hoisted her directly onto his shoulders to sit on his neck, then extended his foot to deliberately kick Wei Yi.

“Fool, hurry up and get back to your own home. If this young master becomes unhappy, I’ll throw you into the fish pond to feed the fish.”

Hearing this, Wei Yi hurriedly waved his hands, pleading fearfully, “No, please don’t feed me to the fish. I don’t want to feed the fish!”

What he received in return was even more unbridled mockery from Ji Yuanzhi.

“A fool is a fool. A fool paired with a bastard—absolutely perfect.”

The so-called bastard, of course, referred to Ji Yinshu.

Her mother came from a brothel and had never held any official status—if not a bastard, what was she?

And Ji Lingzhi, perched on Ji Yuanzhi’s neck, also revealed a mocking expression completely unsuited to her age at these words.

Eight years old—shouldn’t she be innocent and carefree?

This Ji residence was truly like a hellish prison, strangling the innate conscience people were born with!

“This fool is really fun. Third Brother, let’s not feed him to the fish after all.”

“Fine, Third Brother will listen to you.”

Ji Yuanzhi lifted his foot and wiped the dirt from his sole onto Wei Yi’s clean robe, continuing until it was completely clean.

“Fool, in a moment you’ll say you fell down yourself. If you dare say this young master bullied you, I’ll make you regret it.”

Having said this, he walked away contentedly with Ji Lingzhi.

Birds of a feather flock together, even when not blood siblings!

Wei Yi was too frightened to make another sound. He spread his five fingers and vigorously rubbed at his soiled clothing, pursing his lips, extremely distressed.

Originally, Ji Yinshu hadn’t wanted to get involved, but she still walked over.

Discovering a figure’s shadow falling before him, Wei Yi looked up. His eyes couldn’t help but contract, and he also stopped the motion of patting his clothes.

Ji Yinshu noticed his gaze—hesitant and shrinking, probably the result of being frequently bullied.

She also noticed the two characters Wei Yi had written on the ground.

They were his own name.

The strokes were crooked and twisted, and the character “Yi” was missing a stroke.

“Is this your name?” Ji Yinshu’s tone was very gentle, trying not to frighten him.

Wei Yi nodded woodenly.

Taking the opportunity, Ji Yinshu crouched down and took the bamboo stick from his hand, saying as she did so, “You’re missing a stroke in this character ‘Yi.'”

Having said this, she added the missing stroke from the character “da” to the crooked “Yi.”

“Look, the character ‘Yi’ is written like this.”

Perhaps because Ji Yinshu’s tone was warm and she hadn’t made any motions to harm him, Wei Yi also let down his guard against her, tilting his head to look at the character on the ground for a long time.

“Why is it different from what the teacher taught me?” he murmured softly.

But Ji Yinshu still heard him.

Most likely it wasn’t taught differently—rather, that tutor simply hadn’t taught him properly at all!

What a scoundrel taking money without doing his job!

Setting this aside, Ji Yinshu said, “Then from now on you must remember not to leave out this stroke, or people will laugh at you.”

“Oh.”

He suddenly smiled, a pair of bright, spirited eyes looking at Ji Yinshu. “Big sister, you’re really nice.”

Big sister? Child, you seem somewhat older than me.

However, Ji Yinshu didn’t quibble, revealing a big-sisterly smile as she handed the bamboo stick back to him.

“Now write it one more time.”

“Okay.”

Wei Yi agreed very readily and began writing his name on the ground, being extremely careful, afraid of making even the slightest mistake.

But Ji Yinshu suddenly noticed his hand.

“You’re left-handed?”

“What’s left-handed?” Wei Yi looked at her.

Ji Yinshu shook her head. “Never mind, keep writing.”

“Oh.” He concentrated earnestly and began writing again.

Ji Yinshu took the opportunity to observe him. He appeared to be in his early twenties, with a clean face, clear features, and a high-bridged nose—a handsome and refined young man.

His fresh, clear aura—adding any more would be too much, any less would be too little!

Especially those eyes, which flickered gently like palm-leaf fans.

What a pity that he was a foolish simpleton!

“Big sister, look, I finished writing!” Wei Yi called out happily.

Drawing her gaze from his handsome face, Ji Yinshu looked at the characters on the ground and smiled. “Yes, this is your name.”

Having said this, she stood up.

Wei Yi dropped the bamboo stick in his hand and also stood up, but kept both hands properly placed behind his back.

Seeing him like this, Ji Yinshu was curious. “Why are you putting your hands behind your back?”

He puffed out his cheeks and said earnestly, “Because my hands are dirty. I’m afraid of touching big sister’s clean clothes, so I put my hands behind my back.”

At that moment, Ji Yinshu was somewhat surprised!

Even a simpleton had higher character than the people of the Ji family—what a waste of their brains!

She smiled, spreading both hands forward. “Look, my hands aren’t very clean either. And I don’t mind if you’re dirty, so you don’t need to keep your hands behind your back.”

“Really?”

“Of course it’s true.”

Only then did Wei Yi bring his hands forward.

Seeing the dirt on his sleeve from where Ji Yuanzhi had soiled it, Ji Yinshu couldn’t help but frown. She took out her handkerchief and began wiping it for him.

“Wei Yi, you must remember—no one has the right to bully you. If anyone dares to do so, you absolutely must not endure it. Do you understand?” she said while wiping his clothes.

But Wei Yi didn’t understand!

“Mother said that because my brain isn’t good, I can’t quarrel with others. Otherwise I’ll be at a disadvantage.”

“But aren’t you at a disadvantage right now?”

“…” Wei Yi couldn’t answer.

Ji Yinshu continued, “Even if you don’t quarrel with others, they’ll still bully you. So why not quarrel with them? Perhaps then they’ll be afraid of you.”

Knowing that Wei Yi’s mind certainly wasn’t sufficient and he definitely couldn’t understand what she was saying, she sighed.

She added, “Never mind, even if I say all this, you won’t understand.”

Indeed, Wei Yi didn’t understand.

But he suddenly changed the subject and asked, “Big sister, my mother brought me here today to propose marriage. I’m going to marry a wife. Did you know?”

Ji Yinshu’s hand, which had been helping him wipe his clothes, suddenly paused.

Of course she knew. Not only did she know, but that wife was her!

Shoving the handkerchief forcefully into Wei Yi’s hand, Ji Yinshu asked him, “Do you really want to get married?”

Wei Yi nodded. “Yes. Mother said that after I’m married, there will be many little Wei Yis, and then they’ll all play with me.”

Little Wei Yis?

Black lines immediately appeared on Ji Yinshu’s forehead!

Your mother really knows what to say!

“Wei Yi, your mother was wrong. If you get married, your wife will bully you every day. She won’t let you sleep, won’t let you eat, and won’t let you play. And when she’s unhappy, she’ll throw you into the fish pond to feed the fish.”