Ye Xixi looked at the family portrait hanging on the wall across her as she remained seated behind the desk inside the study of the Ye family's ancestral house. In it, was her parents as well as her younger brother, Ye Xiaoting, and of course, herself.
She was already a teenager in the photo while Ye Xiaoting was still a child. A daughter and a son, born from the same parents, yet their relationship wasn't better than those half-siblings.
Ye Xixi was the eldest miss of the family and she was considered a decent candidate for the heir apparent of the family. However, when she was eight, Ye Xiaoting was born and the attention had been split between the two of them.
She propped her arm and supported her chin as she slumped on her seat in a lazy manner.
The Ye Corporation should have been hers. If not for that son-of-a-bitch younger brother of hers, everything would have hers right now.
