My senior sister is very protective. Chapter 1

"Xiao Liuzi, I heard you're going down the mountain?"

"Hmm!"

"Then come to Second Sister here, I'll give you endless money and take you to have fun with beautiful women who make clothes?"

"Don't go to Second Senior Sister's, come to Fourth Senior Sister's instead. In a week, I'll turn you into a big star, and then you'll have a bunch of little fans following you. How does that sound?"

Another piece of information popped up: "Come and enlist under Third Sister here! A true man should serve in the military. Think about it, commanding 100,000 soldiers and galloping on the battlefield!"

"Little Liu, don't go there. You guys are all scheming against each other, so cutthroat! We're doctors, we should have compassion for others, shouldn't we?"

"Hey hey hey, you three little girls are looking for me, huh? Dare to snatch Xiao Liuzi from me?" The second sister spoke.

"Four Sister immediately retorted, "Second Sister, don't bully the younger ones. It should be fair competition. Little Six can choose whoever they want."

"Yes!"

"That's it!"

Then, after waiting a few minutes, the four senior sisters each sent out several question marks.

On a grassy hill, a handsome young man held a blade of grass in his mouth, looking at the chat on his phone, the corner of his lips slightly upturned.

These are Ning Fan's four senior sisters. They are all orphans who were adopted by their master and grew up together in the Daoist temple.

The biggest one was only six years older than Ning Fan, and they had descended the mountain before Ning Fan.

Now, each of you has already established your own domain in the secular world, becoming renowned and influential figures.

Ning Fan returned to the Taoist temple, intending to see his master, but he only met a middle-aged Daoist priest—Wang Zhen.

"Uncle Wang, where's my master?"

"Since you all left, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken. This is what he wanted to give you."

Wang Zhen passed a package, Ning Fan opened it, and inside were sheets of red paper.

Ning Fan looked at it in great surprise, suspecting his own eyes.

"Right, these are seven marriage contracts. When you were young, your master was afraid you'd get into a fight so he found you wives."

"Uncle Wang, is it pretty?" Ning Fan asked with a smile.

Wang Zhen said helplessly, "This kid forgot his master as soon as he heard about his wife. He's not happy and says, 'Go and see for yourself. But in my opinion, he doesn't look any worse than your five senior sisters.'"

"That's good, I'm leaving now."

"Haven't you seen your master?"

Ning Fan smiled and said, "Why cry so much? Just let him cry for a few days. Come on!"

As soon as Ning Fan left the Taoist temple, a man over seventy years old rushed out, looking flustered and angry. He said: “Disciple! You ungrateful wretch! I raised you like my own son, but before leaving you didn't even look at me once. It’s unbearable!”

Wang Zhen, standing nearby, smiled but said nothing. He was used to the daily routines of this master and apprentice.

Boarding the train heading to distant lands, Ning Fan looked at those beautiful young girls and thought, "Everyone says the world is full of vibrant lights, bustling crowds, and countless delights. Now, I finally get to experience it for myself."

"Grandpa, what's wrong? Wake up, Grandpa..."

At this time, Ning Fan's anxious voice came from afar, as if something had happened to someone.

Many people looked up, Ning Fan also stood up. Although he was only nineteen years old, he was almost 1.85 meters tall and stood out from the crowd.

Only an old man with ashen face and white hair lay on the seat, beside him a very beautiful girl was anxiously crying out.

"Let me through!"

A middle-aged doctor came over carrying a medical box, flipped open the old man's eyelids to look, and then lifted him up to lie flat on the ground.

This doctor seemed to be following the elderly person, he quickly took out his stethoscope and his face grew serious.

"Make way!" the doctor shouted.

The flight attendant immediately asked all passengers to make some space, ensuring normal air circulation.

The doctor began CPR on the elderly man, but there was still no effect. After dozens of times, the doctor himself was sweating profusely and panting.

"Grandpa, please don't die, Grandpa...... Doctor, please save him."

The pretty girl was very sad, which made Ning Fan couldn't help but lend her his shoulder to lean on.

"Oh, miss, I tried my best," the doctor sighed.

"What?" Jiang Yu couldn't believe it. Just moments ago, his grandfather had been laughing and joking with him, but now he was gone.

"Alas!"

Just as the doctor was about to cover the old man's face, Ning Fan raised his hand and said, "Wait, he's not dead yet?"

Everyone turned their eyes to Ning Fan one after another, each pair of eyes filled with anger. People had lost loved ones, and he was still saying such outrageous and disrespectful things about the dead.

Ning Fan walked over, crouched down and first felt the pulse of the old man. "Very weak, but still a pulse," he said.

Several people saw Ning Fan's attire, he looked handsome and clean-cut with fair skin. However, everyone felt that this boy didn't seem trustworthy. He wore a wrinkled shirt and faded jeans, typical of a country kid.

"Listen here, kid. Don't joke about the dead. The patient still has a pulse. I can hear it," the doctor said.

"That's because your hands are too rough!"

"You?" the doctor's temper flared.

But Ning Fan didn't mind. He smiled and said to Jiang Yu, "May I borrow your hand?"

"Hmm!" Jiang Yu walked over, for some reason instinctively feeling that this stranger could save her grandfather.

Ning Fan looked at this very delicate little hand, he really wanted to take a closer look, but there were important matters to attend to.

Jiang Yu placed her two slender jade fingers on the elder's neck, feeling his pulse. "How are you doing?" she asked.

"Really?" Jiang Yuxin was startled.

"Yes."

Ning Fan helped the old man up, his left hand on the elder's shoulder and his right hand outstretched to measure the distance, as if he were measuring the position.

He adopted a quirky manner and smiled as he asked, "What's your name? How old are you? Are you single?"

"I...you save my grandpa first." Jiang Yu's face flushed.

"Right away!"

Ning Fan chuckled and slapped the elder on the back. The elder coughed up a mouthful of phlegm and then began to breathe heavily, his face finally returning to normal.

"Grandpa?" Jiang Yu excitedly hugged her grandfather.

Your grandfather has a serious illness. If you want him to live longer, treat it as soon as possible.

After saving the person, the high-speed train had arrived at the station. Ning Fan hurried and was the first to leave.

Not long ago, I received a call from Wang Zhen. He said that his fiancée was in Jinhai City and was having a birthday party tonight. He insisted that I go.

Of course Ning Fan had to go. After all, she was his fiancée. He had to see if she was pretty or not, and it was almost dinner time anyway, so he might as well eat there.

"Hello, may I ask if you are Ning Fan Ningye?"

Unintentionally, a man in a suit and tie respectfully inquired behind Ning Fan.

Ning Fan took a look and nodded. "Yes, you are... my fiancee? Come to pick me up?"

Hearing this, Shu's face instantly darkened. He explained, "I'm not your fiancée, I was sent by Mr. Liu to pick you up. He gave you a beachfront villa so you have a place to stay."

"Living in a mansion right from the start? Isn't that a bit too much?"

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