62 Donation (1/2)
The food in front of us is very extravagant. I guess my parents want to celebrate their safe return home. My parents including Qian, are usually out of town for the rest of the year. They only come home once or twice a year. Sometimes three times a year if they are lucky to catch some break. Father is busy with his companies abroad. Mother is busy shooting commercials and films and she often travels in different places to find inspirations for her novels.
My one and only big brother is also busy with his career as a model,actor and singer. He uses the stage name Ian but everyone knows that he is the future heir of the Tan empire. Everyone knows that these three very important individuals came from the same family, making everyone expect that the rumored young miss of the family is also extra ordinary.
Too much pressure! This is one reason why I begged my parents to agree to my request. The request to not publicized my true relationship with them. To tell the whole world that the young miss of the Tan family is sick and is now recovering in one of the families rest house. In elite circles, it became a tradition for the high and powerful families to held a party to officially introduce to the public the young miss and young masters of the family when they turn 8-year-old.
I was 7 then and Qian was 11-year-old when I kneeled in front of my parents to let me live a different path. To let me live as a different Elrae from the rich and spoiled young miss of the Tan family that everyone is expecting. I made this decision simply because I was influenced by the novels my mother wrote and also because I saw my brother's struggle under everyone's pressure.
In the novels that I read, those who struggle because he/she is at the bottom of the food chain often learns more and experience more life changing situations than those rich kids who have their paths engraved with marbles. I want to learn more. To live outside the box without everyone leeching on me just to get some favors for future business plans. Though many do look down on me just because I am 'adopted'. I still never regretted my past decision. My parents also agreed because they want me to be happy and live my life to the fullest.
I absent mindedly stared at my empty plate as I busy myself with this thoughts. I blinked twice when a chicken wing magically appeared on my plate. I looked up to see Vincent retracting his spoon and fork after placing the chicken wing on my plate.
”Eat” he mouthed with no sounds.
”Thank you.” I mouthed back.
”Elrae honey, are you okay? Do you not like the food?” Mom said, worry evident in her face.
I slightly nodded my head. ”Yes, I'm sorry for spacing out.”
”It's alright honey. Come on, eat more meat. I have never seen you for a while. You look too thin for my liking, you have too eat more.” Mom said.
”Thank you Auntie.” I said.
”Didn't I tell you to call me Mom? You are family, no need to be shy around us.” Mom said sternly. I saw her take a glimpse at the guy silently eating his fill on my right side.