Chapter 1

My sister is a madwoman.

On her 24th birthday, the police arrested her for intentional assault. They charged her with harming fifteen men she had been intimate with, not including her missing boyfriend. When she was arrested, she was in the middle of smashing her sixteenth lover's head with a vase. The reason? Simply because he forgot to put away her clothes.

However, on the fourth day in jail, she was diagnosed with a mental illness and released. That day, our yard was filled with men coming to propose to her.

On New Year's Day, as soon as dawn broke, I got up and cleaned the entire house inside and out. Not because I was industrious, but because my sister, Scarlett, was coming home today.

I had just climbed up a ladder to hang some New Year's decorations when Chris, who had been waiting outside, snatched them from me. He started comparing them, trying to curry favor:

"You should've told me about this kind of work, I would've done it for you. It's too high, you might fall."

Obviously, he had come with a purpose.

I folded my arms and leaned against the wall. "You're here too early, my sister hasn't come back yet."

Chris pushed up his glasses and stepped into our house without hesitation, his smile bright but... not well-intentioned.

"I know, but it's New Year's, right? I came early to help create a nice environment for your sister."

He then pulled out a gift box and shoved it into my hands. I thought it was for me, but he said:

"I didn't have a chance to give your sister a birthday gift, so this is to make up for it. Make sure you give it to her for me!"

I didn't take it, just frowned at the box. "Chris, we've grown up together. If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you being so eager?"

Hearing this, he dropped the act. He took off his coat and sprawled on the sofa like it was his own home.

"Alright, I'll be straight with you. I've always liked your sister. I couldn't say anything before because she had a boyfriend, but now that she's single, I want to make my move. What do you think?"

The gift in my hand dropped to the floor the next second. I couldn't help but widen my eyes in disbelief.

Did I hear that right?

Back in school, Chris was known as the town's top student, and now he's successful in his career. How could he want to pursue my sister?

First of all, my sister is a full 5 years older than him.

Moreover, my sister had hurt so many men that people were afraid she might be a psychopathic killer. Everyone else was avoiding her like the plague, so how could someone voluntarily throw themselves at her, especially... such a young, educated guy?

Besides, my sister hurt people for no reason at all, it all depended on her mood. She might stab someone to death with scissors just because her makeup didn't look good that day.

How could anyone like such a lunatic?

Did he have a death wish?

If it weren't for her mental illness diagnosis, she would have been executed long ago.

Seeing Chris's eager face, I couldn't help but speak up:

"Chris, you know my sister isn't... normal. Aren't you afraid she might kill you?"

To my surprise, Chris not only didn't appreciate my concern but rolled his eyes at me.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Your sister is like a heavenly fairy. It's those men who weren't worthy of her. How could it be your sister's fault?"

I really thought I was hallucinating now. Just as I was about to continue, Chris shoved a wad of cash into my hand without letting me speak.

"As long as you help me with this, I'll make sure you're well rewarded."

With that, he turned back to the mirror, preparing to greet my sister with his best appearance.

It was too strange. Before I could react, other men from the town swarmed around me like madmen:

"Mia, you must put in a good word for me with your sister!"

"Get lost, I'm young and strong. I can definitely give you and your sister a good life!"

"What use is strength? I have money. They'll live a life of luxury with me! Choose me!"

The crowd's voices, one over another, nearly made my head explode.

What I found even more incomprehensible was that although my sister was beautiful, she always had a strange odor that made people want to cover their noses and walk away.

Moreover, she would hurt people at the slightest provocation. Even I was afraid of her.

Yet these people were about to fight each other just to marry her.

It was truly bizarre.