The Female Lead Decides to Act Wickedly

Chapter 941 - 364: My Sister Is Reborn (Part 8)_3

The store owner said while rummaging through the counter for a few art class enrollment flyers.

"Alright, I’ll take a look first. If I need anything, I’ll call you!"

He Tiantian took the business card and the colorful pamphlet, smiling as she thanked the person, "Thank you, boss!"

The owner generously waved his hand. If he could foster a repeat customer or help recruit a student for the art class, there would be benefits for him too.

Using the large black plastic bag given by the store owner, she packed up everything. It was still a bit of a struggle for He Tiantian to carry it.

It’s unavoidable; this body is really too frail.

With a height of 168CM, she barely weighs around ninety pounds.

Saying she is skin and bones is not an exaggeration.

A gust of wind might just whisk her away.

"You’ll need to pay more attention to exercise in the future. Painting isn’t as ’artistic’ as it sounds; it’s a physical activity too!"

He Tiantian silently criticized herself and decided on a fitness plan.

Mr. He was standing not far away behind a utility pole, half-hidden but secretly watching He Tiantian.

He Tiantian: ...

Her six senses are indeed very sharp.

She had already noticed through the rear-view mirror in the taxi that a cab seemed to be following her.

When she got out of the car, using the opportunity of choosing a store on the street, He Tiantian stealthily observed with her peripheral vision.

Sure enough, among the passersby to her rear, she noticed a familiar figure.

Seeing her dad being sneaky and peeking around, He Tiantian felt both amused and deeply moved.

Her father wasn’t reassured about her.

And her endlessly attentive mother... With such loving parents, how awful must she have been in the past to scheme against them?

Once again, He Tiantian scorned her former self and resolved once more that she would repay her parents well and become their pride!

She knew her parents only had two daughters, and they especially doted on her frail self, resulting in plenty of gossip from family and neighbors.

Some advised her parents to have a son, arguing that with so much family wealth, it shouldn’t benefit outsiders.

Others said her parents spoiled He Tiantian too much, this sickly child, saying things like she was just a girl, and the expense of her medical treatment was such a waste.

They said it would be better to abandon her early on, have a son instead, which wouldn’t even violate any birth control policies.

Mr. and Mrs. He simply did not listen to these people’s nonsense.

Some people, unable to accept it, would mutter privately: "Humph, just two money-draining daughters, and He Guotai still treasures them like gems."

"I want to see how those sisters can become some great big shots one day!"

"Once they’re married, who will He Guotai and Tian Shumin rely on for support in old age?"

From a young age, He Tianxin and He Tiantian sisters heard plenty of such gossip.

As the elder sister, He Tianxin was more mature and often told He Tiantian, "Tiantian, we have to strive hard."

"Study well, get into a good university, find a good job, and bring glory to our parents in the future!"

He Tianxin encouraged her sister this way, and she practiced what she preached.

She would study intensely, not just for her parents’ expectations, but also to make them proud.

Unfortunately, the past He Tiantian simply did not care about these things.

So what if others said a few snide comments?

As long as she lived comfortably and worry-free, with her family’s love, nothing else mattered.

Effort? Hard work?

That wasn’t feasible; she was the sickly Sister Lin after all.

Besides, wasn’t there still her sister?

If her sister achieved success, she would still bring honor and brilliance to the family.

As the youngest in the family, she didn’t have to bear so much responsibility.

He Tiantian: ... No longer wanted to curse the old self.

She is different now!

She possesses the Golden Finger.

From now on, she’ll strive and become the pride of her parents.

Of course, pursuing college like her sister He Tianxin, further getting a master’s degree, is unlikely.

He Tiantian still wants to take shortcuts.

Actually, if the shortcut isn’t contrary to morals and harms no one, walking it wouldn’t be terrible, would it?

No one said that taking shortcuts is illegal, right?

He Tiantian struggled to carry the large bag of items, flagged down a taxi at the roadside, and went straight home.

Mr. He dared not delay and hurriedly followed her.

He Tiantian and Mr. He entered the door almost one after another.

He Tiantian did not question why her father, who was supposed to be napping at home, coincidentally also returned from outside, but simply dove into her bedroom upon getting home.

Mr. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his daughter’s none the wiser about him tailing her.

Revitalized, Mr. He returned to his bedroom for a nap.

After finishing her tasks, Mrs. He joined Mr. He for a quick rest.

At four o’clock in the afternoon, Mrs. He woke up and first checked on her youngest daughter, seeing through a crack in the door that she was painting.

Not daring to disturb, Mrs. He gently closed the door.

At four-thirty, Mrs. He began preparing dinner.

By five-thirty, the porridge was done, and the dishes were all cut, waiting only for the final stir-fry.

Yet she noticed the living room remained quiet.

A feeling of unease swelled within Mrs. He, prompting her to rush to her daughter’s room...