When I heard the knocking on the door, I knew it was already too late.

Through the study room door, I could clearly hear the sound of someone kneeling outside with a thud.

"Auntie, please let me see Lin Ting! She is my real second sister!"

The person at the door knocked their head like pounding garlic.

My mom was at a loss, and my dad looked embarrassed.

In my past life, Zhao Juan was just like this, kneeling at my family's door, crying and making a scene, forcing my parents to let her stand up and come inside first.

But once she sat down, she didn't want to leave, and said a lot of pitiful words.

She said the eldest sister at home was paralyzed and unable to take care of herself, and their parents had passed away before the new year. She couldn't go on living, so she thought of seeking refuge with me, her blood-related second sister.

And indeed, I was not my parents' biological child.

In my past life, I knew that my family strongly favored boys over girls. After giving birth to a daughter, they had me. When I was born and they saw it was another girl, they didn't want me, deciding to have a third child to try for a son.

So, on a snowy day, they abandoned me by the roadside.

At that time, my mom had some health issues and couldn't conceive, and she happened to see me freezing on the road with a purple face, so she brought me back home.

Over the years, our family lived peacefully and happily.

If Zhao Juan hadn't suddenly shown up, I wouldn't have known about this in my lifetime.

In my previous life, I thought she was desperate for a better life, which led her to this extreme measure.

Later, I found out that she simply couldn't stand to see me doing well, deliberately coming to disrupt my happy life.

She even wanted to take everything that belonged to me.

At that time, my parents didn't know my thoughts, so they let Zhao Juan easily manipulate her way into our home.

This time, how could I possibly let her have her way.

Pushing open the study room door, Zhao Juan's eyes lit up with joy when she saw me.

"Second sister, I'm sorry for what I did to you! If it wasn't for having to give birth to me, mom and dad wouldn't have sent you away!"

She continued to kowtow and bow repeatedly.

I looked at her coldly.

Expressionless, I picked up my phone: "Hello, 110? There's someone trespassing in a private residence here."