Taming My Mate

After the SAT

The night after the SAT, my sister sent me a wish list.

"iPhone: ¥10,000, iPad: ¥5,000, Laptop: ¥8,000, Clothes: ¥3,000, Cosmetics: ¥2,000... Total: ¥50,000."

I was just a worker earning ¥3,000 a month, and our parents were manual laborers. How could we possibly come up with that much money for her all at once?

Our family scraped together everything we could and decided we could only give her ¥20,000. Instead of being grateful, she threw a fit and threatened to harm herself.

My parents and I had no choice but to borrow money from everyone we knew, working several jobs a day to repay the debt.

When my parents died in a car accident due to overwork, my sister and her boyfriend were still indulging in luxury at a five-star hotel.

Overwhelmed by the pressure, I developed depression and committed suicide.

Given a second chance at life, I personally sent her to work in an exploitative factory. She finally became obedient.

Chapter 1: The Shopping Feast

Amid the frenzy of the 618 shopping feast, I stumbled upon a tutorial online on how to enjoy discounts by reaching the minimum order requirement. I noticed that the pair of shoes my sister, Lilah, had been longing for was on sale at a very tempting price, so I didn't hesitate to place the order.

As the SAT approached, her grades had consistently been excellent, so I decided to buy these shoes as an encouragement for her. However, when I eagerly showed her the purchase record, she questioned me.

"Why are they so cheap? I saw these shoes on a shopping platform for over five hundred, and you only spent a little over three hundred? They must be fake."

Instead of expressing gratitude, her initial reaction to the order screenshot was suspicion.

"I bought these by following the 618 shopping tips I found online. This is from the official flagship store on Amazon. How could they be fake?" I explained patiently.

"If they're that cheap, they must be fake! Why did you buy me fake shoes? People will make fun of me if I wear them!" she retorted.

Our family had struggled financially in the past, and I had endured many hardships during my childhood. When our situation improved, my parents had Lilah, and we all showered her with love, inadvertently fostering her spoiled temperament.

Faced with her anger, I didn't dare say much, fearing it would affect her mood for the SAT. I silently returned the shoes and repurchased them from the shopping platform, which finally appeased her.

On the night of the SAT, our family gathered to celebrate Lilah's achievement. Unexpectedly, she pulled out a 'wish list,' as if she had meticulously planned it.