The Villain’s Daughter is Four and a Half

How could she go back without getting any money? “I can’t go back. If I go back, who will take care of Ruyi for you?” She swallowed, a bit nervous: “Are you not looking for Xiangying anymore?” Jiang Boyuan didn’t reply, just carried his daughter into the room. Inside was a mess, with a broken piggy bank on the floor, and snack bags scattered around from being locked in all day. These were all evidence. Jiang Qiuyue remembered this and immediately tried to intercept: “Boyuan, have you eaten? I made dinner for Ruyi, it’s in the kitchen, you can go feed her.” Jiang Ruyi, seeing her blocking the door, knew she was feeling guilty, afraid that Daddy would listen to her and deal with her, quickly said: “Daddy, I want to go back to my room. You must have something to discuss with Auntie, right?” Daddy had said to send Auntie back, which was a good sign, but it couldn’t be ruined by Jiang Qiuyue’s sweet talk. Jiang Boyuan felt his daughter was very considerate, kissed her forehead, and looked at his sister with a cold face: “Move aside.” Jiang Qiuyue didn’t dare to refuse. Since he was ten, she had been somewhat afraid of this younger brother. Some people were too clever, almost devilishly so; how could one not be afraid? The door was pushed open, revealing the chaos inside. Jiang Boyuan’s face grew even colder, his gaze turning dark. Jiang Qiuyue’s face was filled with panic, she smiled appeasingly: “You know, kids this age are little troublemakers, I haven’t had time to clean up.” Another clumsy lie. Did he not know his own daughter’s personality? Jiang Boyuan held his daughter with one arm, the other clenched into a fist: “Sister, Ruyi is very well-behaved, especially well-behaved. She takes after her mother, quiet by nature. Give her a small toy, and she can play with it for half a day. She never messes with things randomly.” Even if she did, she would put them back. Like last night, she also rummaged through her mother’s drawer, but afterward, she tidied up nicely. Jiang Ruyi, seeing that Daddy didn’t believe Jiang Qiuyue’s words, felt hopeful about tattling: “That’s right. Ruyi is very well-behaved. Ruyi didn’t mess with things. Daddy, look, Auntie broke my piggy bank, the one Mommy bought, and took the money inside. Woo-hoo, that was my New Year’s money from Mommy.” Jiang Boyuan’s face could no longer be described as just looking bad. He placed his daughter on the bed and went to his own room, which was equally ransacked. “How do you explain this?” “I, I said, I was looking for any letters Xiangying might have left before she disappeared.” “Stop lying!” His patience exhausted, he pressed his throbbing temple, raising his voice: “Sister, can you be honest for once? What did you do today? Ruyi doesn’t lie. Did you hit her, scold her, and lock her in her room?” Jiang Qiuyue refused to admit it: “No. What do you think of me? I’m your sister!” “You still know you’re my sister?”