C7 He Would Shoulder the Blame for Her!

Yuvyuv was momentarily stunned, unable to explain herself. Suddenly, her older sister snatched the gun from her waist and gave her a hard shove. Her voice trembled, "Go, Yuvyuv, you've really gotten yourself into trouble this time. Hurry home, find Dad. I'll handle things here."

"Sis!" Yuvyuv snapped back to reality, realizing what her sister intended to do—take the blame for her. Her sister thought the men she had just shot were ordinary citizens.

In an instant, Yuvyuv looked at her sister, who was shivering in the cold wind, her lips pale with fear, even though she wasn't as tall as Yuvyuv. Tears streamed down Yuvyuv's face. This was her sister, her real sister. From childhood, no matter what trouble Yuvyuv got into, her sister was always the first to shield her. Even if she committed murder, her sister would stand in front of her without hesitation.

"Sis, are you crazy?" Yuvyuv threw herself at her sister, hugging her tightly. No matter how her sister tried to push her away, Yuvyuv held on, refusing to let go. Her voice was hoarse, "Sis, from now on, let me protect you."

An hour later, the morning light in Haicheng was bright, and the sky at 8 AM seemed especially clear. Just like the two sisters standing at the entrance of the Ye family home. Their hearts were filled with relief and excitement. They were finally home.

The sisters exchanged a relaxed smile. Yuvyuv felt a sense of peace looking at her sister. She had been given a second chance, saved her sister, and it wasn't too late. There was still time.

But Ye Nianci, the older sister, looked at her younger sister with mixed emotions. Her sister seemed to have matured overnight, and her courage had grown. Courage enough to kill! And she had killed those vicious criminals.

They had just left the police station, and Nianci vividly remembered the officer in charge telling her that the people her sister shot on the train were all dangerous criminals. These were not just any criminals; they were ruthless individuals with multiple murders to their names. Yet, they all met their end at the hands of her seemingly delicate sister.

Nianci could still clearly recall everything that happened on the train. As a man approached her with a book in hand, the train car door was suddenly kicked open, and her sister appeared. Before Nianci could even express her shock, her sister had already pulled out a gun and fired at the man holding the book. At the time, she was terrified out of her mind. Even now, thinking back to that moment made Nianci's heart race.

Now that she had calmed down, she couldn't help but worry about what might have happened if her sister had been wrong. What if the man was just an ordinary passenger? But there was no room for "what ifs." Nianci couldn't bear to think any further, and she tightly grasped her sister's hand, constantly reminding herself, "They're both safe now, and that's all that matters."

Just then, the front door of their family home swung open. A woman's voice, filled with delight, called out, "Oh my, it's the eldest Miss and the Fifth Miss! You're back from the big city!" It was Mrs. Sui, their longtime housekeeper, who had watched over the sisters like a nanny and loved them dearly, second only to their father.

"Shunzi, hurry, go tell the master that the eldest Miss and the Fifth Miss have returned early from the city," Mrs. Sui exclaimed joyfully, rushing forward to help with their luggage. But she stopped short, stunned. "Where are your bags?" she asked, noticing their disheveled appearance and the bloodstains on Yuvyuv's clothes. The sight made Mrs. Sui's face go pale, and she nearly fainted from shock.

Mrs. Sui stood trembling, her lips quivering as she stared at the two young ladies before her. She opened her mouth to speak, but suddenly seemed to realize something. She quickly glanced toward the door, then urgently grabbed Yuvyuv and Nianci, pulling them into the courtyard. "Come inside, don't be afraid. Let's go find your father. No matter what happens, he'll stand up for you both."

"Bang!" The door slammed shut behind them.

Yuvyuv and Nianci felt a warmth in their hearts as they looked at Mrs. Sui. Yuvyuv was about to reassure her, worried she might faint from the stress, when a woman's voice, sharp and uncontrolled, suddenly pierced the air. "How... how did you two get back?"