TFRLTOP Chapter 107 Part 1

Chapter 107 – The Young Master’s Fake Little Sister 

“From an evolutionary standpoint, we’re basically closer than blood now!”

When Xiao Yunmu walked closer, he finally recognized the boy.
Wasn’t this the guy who used to hang around that illegitimate girl?

What—now that the “real heiress” was off the table and no longer profitable, he’d turned his attention to his “fake heiress” instead?

He even chased her all the way to university.
Did this kid have no sense of self-preservation?

“Xiao Xinx i, come here,” he called sternly from a distance.

Though he was speaking to Ming Ming, his cold gaze was locked firmly on Lu Beichen.

Lu Beichen visibly shrank back and lowered his head without a word.

Ming Ming reluctantly said goodbye to Lu Beichen and jogged over to Xiao Yunmu.

“Bro, why are you here?”

“If I didn’t come, would you even remember to come home?”

Ming Ming looked at him in confusion.
Why was he suddenly mad again?

Where else would she go if not home?
Had she ever not gone home on time?

As if possessed by a detective’s instincts, Xiao Yunmu asked,
“Is that kid your so-called ‘broken-hearted crush’ from before?”

Ming Ming froze, eyes wide in shock.
Then she reacted instantly and denied it.

“Of course not. What are you talking about?”

Too late.
Her first reaction had already told him the truth.

Xiao Yunmu didn’t know whether to feel relieved or furious.

On the surface, she’d shifted her attention away from him…
but that guy didn’t look like anything special.

His thoughts raced.
He couldn’t bring himself to actually say, “Even your old ambiguous admirers were better than this one.”
Even compared to this kid, he didn’t think those old fools had been worth a damn either.

…Honestly, she’d be better off directing her feelings at him.

In the end, he sneered and said,
“Your taste is getting worse.”

Then the criticisms came rapid-fire.

“What’s good about him?”

“He’s barely taller than you.”

“He’s not even good-looking.”

“And he’s broke.”

The more he spoke, the angrier he got, like he was furious at her for disappointing him.
“I raised you carefully since you were little. Was it so you’d chase after guys like that?”

Ming Ming thought he wasn’t wrong.
But she also knew male leads usually came with main-character buffs.

Lu Beichen looked like the type to start low and rise later.

Quietly, she muttered,
“Don’t underestimate a poor kid… what if he has potential?”

Xiao Yunmu let out a cold laugh.
“Between the two of you, who looks more like the ‘potential stock’?”

“…Me,” Ming Ming answered shamelessly.

“At least you’re self-aware this time.”

He grabbed the back of her collar and practically dragged her away.

“Stay away from him.”

That was his final warning.

Ming Ming puffed out her cheeks in silent protest.
Fine. Midlife crisis dictator.

“Anyway, ever since I was little, you’ve cut off all my romantic luck…”

“What did you say?”

“…Nothing.”

He still couldn’t hold back the question that had been tormenting him the whole way there.

“Who do you think is better? Him… or me?”

“That’s even a question?” Ming Ming answered without hesitation.
“Obviously, you, Brother.”

She looked genuinely confused that he’d even ask something so obvious.

Her answer warmed his heart for a second…
and then filled him with dread.

It’s over.

She still has feelings for me.

He didn’t dare respond to them,
but he also didn’t dare crush her hope.
He was afraid she’d rebel and run straight into someone else’s arms.

From Ming Ming’s point of view, though, all she felt was that his control over her had leveled up to something scary.

He was stricter with her now than when she’d been a minor.

It felt like either he treated her like the apple of his eye…
or he planned to transplant his own eyes onto her.

She’d never felt pressure like this before.

Wherever she went, Xiao Yunmu personally drove her there and picked her up.

If possible, he probably wanted to tie her to his belt so she couldn’t go more than five steps away.

This kind of suffocating intensity… felt familiar.

“Bro, don’t you have work to do?”

“I’m not busy lately.”

“…Then maybe you should get busy. I feel like I’m going to suffocate,” Ming Ming said honestly.

He raised an eyebrow.
“You don’t want me around?”

When have I ever wanted you glued to me?!

The problem isn’t that you’re around—
it’s that I have zero freedom when you are!

“I just turned eighteen, okay? There are lots of things I want to try. Like traveling alone. Going to concerts. Seeing the world…”

He calmly ignored the unspoken things she definitely did not say out loud.

She clung to him and whined softly, trying to act spoiled.

Xiao Yunmu remained as unmoved as an old monk in meditation.

No matter how much she begged, he repeated only one sentence:

“Wherever you want to go, I’ll go with you.”

Totally impossible to communicate with.

And then he proved it.

He took her to concerts.
Traveled the world with her.
Taught her how to fly planes.
Took her diving, gliding, surfing, and skydiving.

Ming Ming had so much fun that she lost all verbal restraint and kept blurting out,
“Brother, I love you so much,” every single day.

She said it casually.
He took it seriously.

Inside, he was constantly at war with himself.

To respond wasn’t right.
Not to respond wasn’t right either.

The only thing he could do…
was keep watching her, tightly, to make sure she didn’t go astray again.

That weekend, they returned to the old family home.