"Clink."
Jing Yuan placed the spoon back into the porcelain bowl and pulled out a tissue from the table to wipe his mouth.
He glanced at the sky; it was still early.
Jing Yuan dragged a rocking chair to a spot in the courtyard where the sun could reach, then lazily lay down on it with a magazine.
As Jing Yuan lay down, the back of the rocking chair began to change, slowly massaging his back.
While Jing Yuan was reading a magazine to pass the time, the maid had already pushed a cart back into the courtyard and began clearing the dishes.
Many people believed that with the development of the times, the continuous improvement of economic standards, and the emergence of intelligent robots, class divisions among humans would disappear.
However, in reality, this was not the case; class, with the development of society, always arose naturally.
Everyone hated it, but everyone also loved it.
More precisely, as long as they were living, thinking beings, whether human or alien, everyone was the same.
"Reading here again."
Accompanied by a pleasant voice, two fair, slender fingers appeared in Jing Yuan's line of sight, pinching the book Jing Yuan was reading and gently lifting it up.
A youthful, beautiful face appeared in Jing Yuan's line of sight; it was Jing Yuan's Older Sister, Jing Hanshuang.
The young woman was currently frowning, looking sternly at Jing Yuan, who was lying in the rocking chair like an old man.
"Can't you stop staying cooped up at home all day, either reading or cultivating?"
"The outside world is so beautiful. When you have nothing to do, go out with friends more often."
Jing Hanshuang stood up, her left hand on her hip, and threw the book in her right hand backward, where it landed precisely on the table Jing Yuan had used earlier.
"Mom and Dad give you tens of millions in pocket money every month for you to spend, not for you to save it in your card to 'lay eggs'."
"Look at your monthly expenses; the few times they exceeded one million were when you bought cultivation resources? Anyone who didn't know would think our Jing Family went bankrupt."
Jing Hanshuang leaned over, extended a finger, and angrily poked Jing Yuan's forehead a few times.
"If I spent all the money, then when Older Sister runs out of money each month, no one will lend you any."
Looking at Jing Hanshuang's expression of 'hating iron for not becoming steel,' Jing Yuan said with a smile.
"That's none of your business. I have my own plans. We're talking about your problem now."
"Young people should have youthful vigor. Look at you now, so mature and steady. If we walked out together, people who didn't know would think you're my Older Brother."
What Jing Hanshuang said was indeed true, just by looking at their outfits at the moment.
Jing Hanshuang was wearing a simple white V-neck top today. The top was fitted but not tight, perfectly outlining Jing Hanshuang's graceful figure. Her sleeves were slightly loose lantern sleeves, and she wore a black bracelet on her wrist.
Fitted high-waisted black shorts outlined Jing Hanshuang's beautiful figure, with a pair of symmetrical black skirt panels on both sides of the shorts.
A leg ring was worn on her fair left leg, slightly constricting the flesh.
She was dressed completely like a vibrant, beautiful young girl.
In contrast, Jing Yuan wore a casual outfit, a style that combined ancient and modern aesthetics.
He wore a moon-white ancient-style long robe over a shirt embroidered with a landscape painting, and casual pants on the bottom, making him appear very mature.
Coupled with their temperaments, if they went out and met unfamiliar people, they would think they were siblings.
"Uh, if Older Sister wishes..."
"No, I don't wish at all, and you'd better not even think about it."
Jing Hanshuang crossed her arms in front of her, directly interrupting Jing Yuan's words. She definitely didn't want to go from being an Older Sister to a Younger Sister.
"Look at yourself now; you don't race cars, don't drink alcohol, don't spend money. All day long you just read books and water flowers, completely like an old man of several thousand years old."
"Dad and Mom are afraid you have some psychological illness; they've wanted to find you a psychologist several times."
They didn't actually want Jing Yuan to become a profligate son; it was mainly that Jing Yuan was too lacking in vigor day after day.
His temperament and behavior were just like their old man who had retired to the second line.
With the abilities of Professionals now, maintaining a youthful appearance was effortless.
Every time Jing Yuan sat down with their old man to drink tea and chat, they had a hallucination that he was their second uncle.
"Sigh, it's mainly that there's really nowhere I want to go, and isn't it almost time for the Professional Academy's enrollment?"
At first, Jing Yuan was also very fond of playing outside in this novel world.
But honestly, no matter how interesting something is, when it becomes your daily routine, your interest gradually wanes.
In recent years, Jing Yuan really hasn't had any desire to go out for entertainment.
Unless the childhood friends he grew up with called him, Jing Yuan would basically stay at home and not move.
"You don't need to participate in the Professional Trial, so what does the Professional Academy enrollment have to do with you?"
Jing Hanshuang rolled her eyes at Jing Yuan in annoyance. As members of Noble Families, they had direct admission quotas to the Professional Academy.
There was no need to compete on the same platform with students from ordinary families, and as a top Noble Family in the Dixia Republic, the Jing Family could directly choose the nation's number one Professional Academy.
Star Sea Academy.
"Besides, who says you have nothing to do? Such beautiful weather, call out the girl you like for a date."
Saying this, Jing Hanshuang pointed at the sun in the sky. Others would say it's great weather, suitable for going out for a walk, but her Younger Brother, on the other hand, would say it's great weather, suitable for drawing the curtains and taking a nap.
"The girl I like? Where would I have a girl I like?"
Jing Yuan's expression froze. To be honest, if this were in his previous life, he might really think about such things.
Having become a second-generation rich, wouldn't he want fancy cars and beautiful women?
But in the current situation, he was born with two bodies, one male and one female, growing up in two different environments and atmospheres, and he himself had high Appearance (good looks). He genuinely didn't know what love was.
Fortunately, he wasn't an only child in either family, so he didn't have to worry about continuing the family line.
"Heh, you little rascal, you're still pretending with me. I've already captured it, you know."
Jing Hanshuang snapped her fingers, and a holographic image was projected in front of them.
It was a video of Gu Xiao wearing a training uniform, practicing boxing in her home courtyard, full of powerful movements, each punch producing an explosive sound.
She was heroic and spirited, full of youthful vitality.
"Uh."
Seeing his own image, Jing Yuan was also stunned. Although he had never intended to hide this matter, he hadn't expected his Older Sister to go and secretly film it.
But he quickly came to terms with it. Well, that's very Older Sister of her.