The school bell rang, and the teacher left. Zhong Guoqiang stormed over, his eyes looking as if he wanted to devour Yuanchun. "Sister, why didn't you cook breakfast this morning? You made me late for class!"
Yuanchun let out a cold, mocking laugh. "I told you yesterday: from now on, I’m not doing any chores. Whatever you do is what I’ll do. We are all children of the Zhong family—why should there be a hierarchy? Why should I be the only one doing all the housework? I want to enjoy the good life you all have, where you’re fed and clothed by others without lifting a finger."
"You… even if you weren't going to cook, you should have told Mother in advance!" Zhong Guoqiang shouted in a rage.
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