Giving In For Your Sister

"Shan Yue, are you rebelling? You're the elder sister. What's wrong with giving in to your younger sister? Even if she spent your food expenses, it's only right!" As expected, after Shan Xing's provocation, Sun Ling started to flare up again.

"Whatever. It's none of my business anyway." Shan Yue picked her ears and looked like she didn't take Sun Ling's words seriously. She stopped looking at the furious mother and daughter and went back to her room first.

In fact, Shan Yue was also very busy at home. She had to be busy losing weight and familiarizing her body with combat techniques. It was not easy to train a fat person like Shan Yue to the high mobility and fitness figure she had when she was an assassin.

Hence, for the next few days, Shan Yue maintained the state of changing into sportswear and going out for a run after dinner. She only returned late at night and did not meet her family at all.

On this day, Shan Yue was about to run to the stadium and return home as usual when it suddenly rained heavily. She did not bring an umbrella, so she could only stay in the stadium to hide from the rain and wait for the rain to stop before running home.

However, this wait lasted until late at night. By the time Shan Yue ran all the way back to the road beside her house, there were almost no cars or pedestrians on the road.

Under the dim streetlight, Shan Yue stepped onto the wet alley road with familiarity, wiping her sweat as she walked home.

After this period of familiarity, Shan Yue had become very familiar with the surrounding area. She knew every alley and small hole in this slum very well. It could be said that the natives who had lived here for decades might not be as familiar with the terrain as Shan Yue.

All of this was because of the professional upbringing of a top-notch assassin. Remembering the escape routes around her was something that she had subconsciously done.

Just as she reached the end of the alley and was about to enter the small courtyard of the residential building where the Shan family lived, Shan Yue suddenly heard some extremely faint sounds.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Shan Yue quickly completed her side dodge and then reached out to grab him. Someone hiding in the dark was about to grab Shan Yue, but he missed.

"Who is it?" Shan Yue growled. She grabbed the man's wrist and pulled off his black mask.

A pale, very young man's face appeared in front of her. He was handsome and looked familiar.

Looking at the red mole on the man's right earlobe, Shan Yue immediately locked onto his identity: the young master of the number one consortium in the Federation, the Zhou Corporation, Zhou Yang.

The reason why Shan Yue could recognize him was purely because the Zhou Corporation was extremely wealthy. She had previously had designs on the Zhou Corporation, so she had also investigated the Zhou family.

Coincidentally, she bumped into Zhou Yang at her doorstep today. Zhou Yang was the nephew of the head of the Zhou Corporation. He had been pampered since he was young and was like a flower in a greenhouse. He was not of much use, and his only advantage was that he was rich. What Shan Yue lacked the most at this moment was money!

Seeing that Shan Yue was just an ordinary high school girl, although fat, her body was agile and her vigilance was high enough, Zhou Yang could not control her for a moment. He deflated and leaned against the wall softly, saying hoarsely, "If you don't want to die, hurry up and leave!"

How did the young master Zhou Yang end up like this? Shan Yue took a closer look and realized that Zhou Yang had been holding his stomach tightly with his other hand. He seemed to be injured and blood was flowing down his clothes.

"Is someone after you?" Shan Yue frowned slightly as she looked around. In the quiet night, there was indeed unusual movement not far away.

"There are many of them. If you don't want to die, hurry up and leave—" Zhou Yang endured the pain and dizziness of his wound and warned Shan Yue. However, he did not expect his body to completely lose its strength and slide down the wall weakly.

If she could save the young master of the Zhou Corporation, she would at least be able to earn a considerable amount of gratitude money, right? Shan Yue started making plans in her mind.

"I can save you. Follow me!" Shan Yue did not waste any more time. She bent down and picked up the limp Zhou Yang, bringing him into the small courtyard of the residential building.