I closed the drawer with my foot, slowly turned around, and suddenly shouted, "Get out! If anyone enters my room without my permission, I will kick them out."

I embarrassed Kellan in front of her girlfriend like this.

Kellan, who was bad-tempered, couldn't hold back anymore. My mom quickly held his arm and pushed him out.

"Let's go. Let's go out. The older she is, the prettier she is. She is less and less unruly."

As soon as they left the room, Kellan vented all the anger.

"Why isn't the food ready yet? Do you want me to starve?"

No one should think they could bully my dad and get away with it. I ran out of the bedroom again.

Pointing at him, I cursed, "If you're starving, go make your food. You're just a good-for-nothing who relies on others."

Kellan was so angry that he jumped high. He then said, "You little girl. I think you're making trouble today."

From childhood to adulthood, he beat me up many times.

He was the only son of my grandmother in her old age, so the whole family spoiled him.

After my grandmother died, my mother even regarded herself as his savior.

Every time he hit me, my mother would say, "Your uncle is just joking with you."

And if I fought back, she would hit me.

So later, I stopped resisting and let Kellan beat me.

But in this life, I wouldn't indulge him anymore.

I raised my voice and almost shouted out.

"I said you're a useless waste who wastes away his life and relies on others. Did you hear that?"

He was about to rush over and hit me, saying, "You little brat. I'll shut your mouth."

I grabbed a chair and put it in front of me. Stretching my neck, I shouted to his girlfriend, "Miss, look. He hits women. How scary it is."

Kellan, who was about to hit me, stopped what he was doing, and his hand was in mid-air.

He turned his head and smiled awkwardly at his girlfriend.

"Linda, don't listen to Libby's nonsense. We've been playing like this since we were kids. How could I, a grown-up man, hit a woman?"

He laughed so awkwardly.

Seeing that the situation was not right, my mom got up to meditate. She said, "They have been fighting since they were young. They are only one year apart in age, one doesn't act like an uncle, and one doesn't behave like a niece. Come on. Let's sit down and get ready to eat."

Kellan smiled and coaxed his girlfriend to sit at the dining table.

I quietly moved behind him while he wasn't paying attention. Then I gently moved his chair away.

The next second, he sat on the ground with a thud.

Before he had a chance to curse, I laughed first and said, "Don't get angry. It's just a joke."

After another round of chaos, we sat around the dining table, ready to eat.

I was going to be so angry at Kellan's request that I couldn't eat anything. At the thought of this, I thought I had failed my dad, who had carefully prepared a table of delicious food.

I picked up the utensils quickly and took a bite of each dish.

"What are you doing? The guests haven't even started eating yet."

My mom was unhappy as she hit my hand with utensils.

Kellan spoke up for me unexpectedly at this moment, "Sis, don't scold Libby. We aren't guests here anyway. We're all family from now on."

My mother put a piece of pizza in Linda's bowl and smiled happily. She said, "Yes, yes, we are a family."

After swallowing the last bite of food in my mouth, I looked up and waited to watch Kellan's performance.

I saw him raise his glass and stand up. He said to my mother, "Sister, I toast to you. Thank you for taking care of me all these years."

"Since my parents passed away one after another, you have loved and cared for me like a mother. Because of you, I grew up healthy, and I am happy."

Both had tears streaming down their faces, sobbing bitterly.

Kellan raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp. Hugging my mother and crying, he said, "Sister, thank you. If it weren't for you, I would be an orphan that nobody wanted."

My mother was moved. She lightly punched Kellan's back, saying, "You child. Why are you saying these things? Being like a mother to you is what I should do. As long as I am alive, I will take care of your matters."

I had watched this kind of touching scene between siblings twice.

I couldn't help but applaud Kellan's super-good acting. If he joined the showbiz industry, he might achieve something there.

I clapped my hands and said, "It is so touching, indeed touching!"

As I said that, I pretended to wipe away some tears.

My mother shot me a glance, and I shrugged obediently.

I had a mouthful of food to indicate that I would keep quiet.

Kellan took a deep breath and held Linda with one hand while pulling my mother with the other.

The real performance was about to begin.

I took the last bite of food, put down the utensils, and stared at Kellan intently.

He looked at his girlfriend, Linda, and said to my mother, "Sister, I do treat you as my mother, so I'm just being straightforward."

"Linda's mother agreed to our marriage, but her condition is that I have to have my own house. We can't live together or rent a house after getting married."

"But with my current situation, buying a house..."

Before he finished his words, my mother laughed and said, "Silly child. I thought it was something serious. Leave the house matter to me. I'll take care of it for you."

Kellan was in disbelief. Then he pulled Linda and jumped up excitedly.

"I am right. My sister will help me."

I widened my eyes. I didn't expect that my mom would choose to buy a house for Kellan in this lifetime.

I kicked the chair open with one foot. I couldn't help but shout in anger.

"Mom, I didn't know our family was so rich. You can buy a house just like that."

I stunned my mom with my retort. Then she winked at me and said, 'Why are you so surprised? There's always a way. Let's eat first. The food is getting cold."

I looked at my dad, who had been silent the whole time. His face was pale. He hadn't touched the food in his bowl.

Feeling soreness swelling in my heart, I snatched the utensils from my mom's hands.

"Mom, don't rush to eat. First, tell me how you will get the money to buy him a house."

"You can't even afford a house, but you're getting married. Whoever marries you will be doomed for multiple generations."

"Linda, are you planning to marry this useless guy, Kellan? You're so beautiful, and you come from a good family. How can your taste be so bad?"

I spun around and accused all three of them indiscriminately.

Before Kellan could stand up, I quickly hid behind my dad.

He clenched his fist so tightly that his knuckles made a cracking sound. Gritting his teeth, he said, "You little brat. My sister loves me, and she is willing to buy me a house. What's it to you?"

I raised my head and replied, "Why is it none of my business? My parents' money is my property. Why should it all be wasted on you?"

Kellan had always been bad-tempered. Today, he had been suppressing his anger. After all, he needed something from us.

At this point, he couldn't hold back anymore. He pulled out a chair and intended to come and grab me. Then he said, "You bitch. I think you're just itching for a beating, aren't you?"

My dad stood in front of me, trying his best to protect me from being hit.

Suddenly, my dad raised his hand and flipped the entire dining table over. He said, "Get out, all of you."

Everyone was shocked by my father's sudden outburst. After all, he had been such an honest person.

My mom signaled to Kellan to leave first.

Kellan left with his girlfriend in a dejected manner.

I wanted to see how my mom, who had been reborn, would continue to make a scene.