Disgrace and nothing but a spite of humiliation.

That’s what your brothers call you. You are a child from a mistress and since your father doesn’t have a daughter he took you in with him.

He gave you the best life, yes but you know your siblings and their mother despise your existence.

Except for your eldest brother, Yingxing, though he was cold and barely talked to you, he never was hostile towards you and whenever you needed help he was always there.

You thought he was old and matured enough to accept you but he never says a word why he doesn’t treat you badly.

Today, one of your brothers is currently scolding you since you broke a plate while they asked you to do the dishes even though there's a line of maids who should be doing it.

You saw him raise his hand and was about to hit you so you just closed your eyes but his palm didn’t land on your face.

As you opened your eyes, you saw your brother lying unconscious on the floor and a calloused hand gently caressed your cheek.

“Are you alright?”

With a cold yet concerned tone, you can see Yingxing checking on you, his face is an inch away from yours and his crimson eyes showing nothing but worry for your wellbeing.