Ye Qian was tightly gripped by her mother on both shoulders, the force so strong that her face contorted, and in Bai Xue’s eyes, it seemed her daughter was truly uncomfortable, which made her more worried. Her voice rose, "Qianqian, quickly tell mom where you feel uncomfortable? We’ll go to the hospital right now." Ye He Ping was ultimately concerned for his daughter, having previously been inattentive, but upon hearing his wife’s frantic voice, he also entered the room, glancing at his elder daughter leaning against the door with eyes full of mockery, looking at everything happening before her. His heart skipped a beat, followed by dissatisfaction towards his elder daughter. How could she be indifferent or even treat it like a joke when her little sister was sick? The little daughter’s issues were more pressing; Ye He Ping didn’t have spare thoughts to think about this. He strode to his wife’s side. "How is it? Should we go to the hospital?" Bai Xue saw her youngest daughter taking a long time to speak, and cried with worry, "How did this happen, how did it suddenly become ?" As if recalling something, she turned back with a fierce glare at her elder daughter, "Ye Ling, tell me, is this your doing?" "Mom, how do you think I could have made her ? But I think you should let go, Ye Qian is probably hurt by your grip, isn’t she?" Ye Ling replied sarcastically. Bai Xue was stunned, then turned back to see her own hand tightly gripping her daughter’s shoulder, and quickly let go, "Qianqian, mom was worried, did I hurt you by holding too tight?" Ye Qian was in pain from mom’s grip, but just as she was enduring to speak, Dad and Mom kept talking over each other, eventually mom accused Ye Ling. Even if she wanted to admit she was hurt by mom’s grip, she couldn’t do it now, otherwise it would be mom losing face. And it would make her parents think she’s acting spoiled. Ruined her own image, which was absolutely unacceptable. With her shoulders no longer being gripped painfully by mom, Ye Qian took a breath, resting her forehead weakly, "Mom, I’m fine, just a bit dizzy; sister didn’t do anything, don’t blame her." Even if there’s truly nothing wrong, to Bai Xue, Ye Qian’s words seemed like there must be something wrong, but her youngest daughter was always kind-hearted, surely trying to cover it up. Bai Xue, heart aching, helped her daughter to lie down on the bed but did not forget to give her elder daughter a fierce look. "If it’s not okay, let’s go see a doctor." Seeing his daughter in this state, Ye He Ping also felt worried. The doctor also advised that the youngest daughter’s illness feared fatigue, anger, or stress; otherwise, once it flares up, it’s hard to control. "Dad, I’m fine. Maybe my movements were too big just now which made me dizzy, but I’m much better now. A night’s rest will be fine. My sister just arrived and needs to process admission tomorrow. You and mom should rest earlier." Ye Qian sensibly said. Seeing her youngest daughter’s frail state made Bai Xue’s heart ache, and with determination, she asserted to her husband, "Tonight, I’ll sleep here to take care of Qianqian, let Ye Ling sleep in the West Room with you." "How does that work?" The daughter is not just a few years old, already sixteen, a grown girl. "But with Qianqian , are you at ease?" Bai Xue brought up the youngest daughter. Although knowing it would put her husband in a difficult and awkward situation, Bai Xue had no choice but to harden her heart. Who asked the elder daughter to be unlikeable, having just arrived home and made the youngest daughter sick. Ye Qian’s remark about excessive movements made others speculate, perhaps Ye Ling got physical. Bai Xue thought of it, so how could Ye He Ping not have thought of it? Seeing his youngest daughter hesitating to say more, shaking her head to prevent further questioning, then looking at his elder daughter indifferent by the door, Ye He Ping felt a headache, "Ye Ling, go sleep in the West Room." Then threw a word to his wife, "I’ll sleep in the living room." He turned and strode out of the East Room. Facing her mother’s gaze, Ye Ling smiled back and turned around to leave. She also did not want to share a bed with Ye Ling; thus, it was better this way. As for Ye Qian’s misleading remark, Ye Ling couldn’t be bothered to explain, after all, once school starts tomorrow, she’ll find a chance to let Ye Qian suffer. Following a quarrel with her husband, Bai Xue felt all her energy drained away, stood up and shut the door. Left alone in the room with her daughter, Bai Xue then asked about the earlier incident, "Qianqian, tell mom, did she hit you?" If the elder daughter truly used violence, this time Bai Xue could not let it slide. "Mom, no." Ye Qian knew admitting now would only escalate things; Ye Ling was not someone who would take the blame, and potentially it could end up with herself losing out. "Really didn’t?" Bai Xue evidently did not believe. Ye Qian lowered her head, gently shaking, "Really didn’t, Mom, let’s just leave it. Sister is back just now, escalating things now would look bad to the neighborhood." This demeanor, in Bai Xue’s eyes, turned into her youngest daughter wanting to uphold the household, suppressing the matter. She lovingly hugged her youngest daughter, deeply sighed. She also knew if she were harsh from the elder daughter’s first day back, how would the people of the courtyard view it? Her youngest daughter’s considerate words calmed Bai Xue’s fury. Indeed, she couldn’t act impulsively or the good image maintained over the years would vanish. But to let the girl off, Bai Xue truly felt unwilling. Ye Qian knew her mother had calmed, timidly spoke, "Mom, is sister really going to attend ninth grade with me? What if she can’t keep up? If it doesn’t work, let her repeat another year then take the high school entrance exam." Having a sister not as good as oneself was a natural comparison Ye Qian was willing for, but from the start of this year’s New Year, Ye Ling was no longer foolish like before, especially since Ye Ling was good at studying too. If they were in the same grade, and Ye Ling qualified but she didn’t during the entrance exam, others would surely say she was not as good as Ye Ling, a scenario Ye Qian didn’t want. Given that situation, what could be done but encourage mom to let Ye Ling stay back a year. "Whether she qualifies or not is her concern, the family doesn’t have extra money for her to repeat a year; don’t worry about this, it’s settled as is. When at school, keep your distance from her, avoid letting her target you too." Previously in front of her youngest daughter, Bai Xue could pretend a bit, but now it’s different, "It’s not that mom is biased, just see there’s never peace with her presence. Qianqian, you must make mom proud, got it?" Seeing her persuasion failed, Ye Qian reluctantly gave a faint acknowledgment, citing discomfort, and with the clinking sounds from the living room, Bai Xue knew her husband was arranging a bed and unwillingly went out to help. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets, your support is the greatest motivation for me. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com).