"Mom... I have a bit of a situation right now."

Holding my phone, I slowly looked towards the front door, the sound of grinding gears coming from there, as if a demon was sharpening its claws.

Someone was trying to open the door, I was very sure of this, and at this time who could it be... I think I probably knew.

"Tell dad... I love you both..."

I hung up the phone, looking at the front door being attempted to be opened from the outside. Even though it was locked, I felt something was not right.

My name is Yang Xiaotian, and I am quite panicked at the moment.

There is still a month left until the end of summer vacation, but in my eighteenth year of life, a French girl I had not seen for a long time came to China to find me.

I picked up the mop and silently approached the door. There might be many big bald men in black rushing in any moment, but I was ready.

She was my nightmare in kindergarten, a phantom pain from childhood.

But the most unexpected thing was that she actually wanted to marry me.

I raised the mop, ready to smack the first person to rush in, filled with resolve not to be captured without a fight.

Xi Qiao, let me show you how determined I can be...!

Marriage, my body would have to be carried out first!

"Damn it!"

I shouted to build my momentum. However, as I was prepared, the sound of unlocking from outside suddenly stopped followed by a long silence, perfectly quiet.

Well, could it be a burglar?

"Yang... Xiaotian...”

Just when I was puzzled, a voice came, shaking me to the core. The mop almost fell to the ground, creating utter chaos.

I was very familiar with this voice, so familiar that it was impossible for me not to recognize! I hear it everyday!

It's my older sister...

I quickly put the mop aside, straightening my clothes. All the momentum I had gathered earlier completely disappeared. I, like a little eunuch, scampered towards the door.

"Welcome back, your majesty…”

Whoosh-

That was a skillful punch. The woman first adjusted her position slightly backward. The moment I opened the door, her fist shot straight out, brushing past my ear. The strong wind blew by, leaving no doubt that a direct hit would have killed me on the spot.

“Give you a chance to explain.”

The woman outside had a menacing look in her eyes.

My sister Yang Xiang, twenty-eight years old this year, a white-collar worker, still single.

Since kindergarten, I knew women were strong. The reason for such perception, one is Xi Qiao, the other is my sister.

Although single, it doesn't mean she is not beautiful. As for Xi Qiao, to get rid of her single status, my sister deliberately let her hair grow longer, and the bangs on her forehead make her look much younger than her actual age. By appearance alone, she is a beauty.

"What's going on, lil bro?"

But why is she still single, you might wonder? It’s her personality. If she finds a boyfriend, it would be a miracle. She’s unpredictable and has sudden mood swings, just like a child.

I don't want to talk about our childhood.

I will never forget the sight of discarding cans and randomly tossed clothes, making it look worse than a pig's sty. The condition of the place was inhuman.

The worst part was she forgot I was coming. When I saw her on the sofa, she was drinking towards the air, her blouse had fallen off her left shoulder, and she was talking to the air inebriated. In such a state, if she was at a bar, she could be taken advantage of within minutes.

Physically, she is an adult.

Most people with older sisters would likely be taken care of and live a comfortable life, and harbor fantasies about mature women.

Ever since I started living here, I had been doing all the cleaning and cooking. She never cared about personal hygiene. She can put up a face in front of others, but in front of her little brother, she didn’t care about her image at all.

Every time she feels upset, she forces me to drink with her. She herself drinks a lot, and then, with a red face, cries and shouts something like "All the men in the world should just die!" Her pitiful look is so extreme it makes people almost want to marry her.

However, if the next day she wakes up and finds that she hasn't been covered with a blanket, it's really over. She would set out all the tricks she has researched so far on pieces of paper and spread them out on the table for you to choose one.

She's totally childish!

"Sis... calm down a bit..."

I raised my hand, she grabbed the collar of my shirt. At this moment, Yang Xiang seemed to be in the stage of anger. Her forehead was twisted in frustration, and yet she still looked good, creating a strong contrast.

"Little Tian~ are you dissatisfied about me ordering you around every day? You should know that I took a leave of absence to come back to cook for you when I heard you're getting married. How dare you lock the door?"

Innocent, Your Majesty! I really didn't know it was you who came back. Knowing you took leave to come home at this hour, I wouldn't dare to lock the door even if I had the guts!

The situation has become a bit awkward. I originally thought the person at the door was Xi Qiao, who knew that my elder sister actually took leave to come back home. It looks like a beating is inevitable.

"Sigh... Let it go"

However, against my expectation, my elder sister let go of me. She didn't make a move directly as I imagined, but rather seemed a bit out of sorts.

"I heard that you're getting married soon...so let me leave you with some dignity." She said with a somewhat odd expression on her face.

Strange, what's wrong with her...?