TFRLTOP Chapter 88 Part 1

Chapter 88 – The Young Master’s Fake Little Sister (Part 1)

◎ Baby Fat ◎

“Hurry, hurry, hurry! Let’s go to the next world already!” Ming Ming urged the system impatiently.

“Don’t you have any attachment at all?”

The system had been happily shipping its last CP, and even though it spent half the time locked up in the metaphorical black room, it still felt a bit wistful now that it was over.

Ming Ming ground her teeth. “I finally got rid of him!”

“You’re not sad this time? You were bawling at his funeral! And last time when he died before you, you were totally out of it.”

Ming Ming snorted. “Sure, he died first—but I followed him a few days later! That counts as going together, doesn’t it? I’ve done my part!”

Inside, she was thinking: Finally, goodbye to that awful tentacle freak! Dammit, he was already twisted before, and somehow got even worse with age!

Old pervert—can’t even compare him to the previous ones combined!

“Next world, now! Hurry up before he catches up to me!”

“Oh, right,” she said just before being transported, “this time it’s finally a modern world, right—?”

Before she could finish, she was pulled away by the transmission.

The system wanted to peek into the neighboring world, but that space was already gone. The main AI’s silhouette was flickering and jumping in rage, radiating a cold, ominous pressure from the data stream.

Uh-oh… bad feeling about this.

In the new world, Ming Ming didn’t dare open her eyes.

“Tell me… is this the modern world?” she asked nervously.

“…Yes. You can open your eyes safely,” the system replied—but its voice carried a hint of guilt.

Ming Ming didn’t notice. Relieved, she opened her eyes.

Her field of vision was… unusually low. She thought maybe she was sitting down.

“So who’s the male lead this time? Where is he? When do I get together with him?” she asked before even looking around.

The system fell silent.

“…Wait—you’re planning to make the first move?”

Blushing slightly, Ming Ming said, “Well, I always end up with the male lead anyway. Might as well lie back and accept fate—it’s not like I’d be losing anything!”

She actually sounded excited.

The system was speechless.

She tried to stand, but realized… she was standing.

“Huh? Why am I so short? Wait—am I a dwarf in this world?!”

“…No.”

Ming Ming had a very bad feeling.

Looking around, she saw she was in a huge bedroom, decorated entirely in shades of pink. A princess canopy bed with soft curtains, a dainty dresser, and tiny furniture—it all looked dreamy… and very childish.

In the corner stood a full-length mirror. She ran over and took a look.

What the—?!

A child?!

Five years old. At most five!

It was like being struck by lightning.

“Oh my god! How am I supposed to get with the male lead like this?!”

The system groaned. “That’s what you’re worried about? Not the plot?”

Ming Ming sat down on the floor, utterly despairing. “Five years old! What am I supposed to do at five? I’m a twenty-one-year-old college student—now I have to wait ten-plus years before I can even date again? That’s basically forced celibacy!”

“…You were just celebrating escaping your last guy,” the system said flatly. “So deep down, you were looking forward to it, weren’t you?”

“That’s different,” Ming Ming muttered defensively. “What if this male lead isn’t a pervert?”

“Do you believe that more than you believe I could bring someone back from the dead?”

Ming Ming’s face twisted in genuine conflict.

Damn it, that’s not even a question.

The system sighed. Hopeless.

“What’s the world setting this time?” she asked weakly, not sounding all that invested.

Just then, someone opened the door—a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties, kindly smiling as she called Ming Ming “Xinxin” or maybe “Xixi.” She brought in a plate of fruit and said warmly, “Young Master will be home soon. When you see your big brother, remember to be sweet, alright?”

Still clueless about the storyline, Ming Ming nodded obediently.

After the woman left, the system explained, “In this world, the female lead, Yin Muya, is the illegitimate daughter of the wealthy Xiao family, who was lost years ago. You, Xiao Xinxī, are the fake one—the girl who was switched at birth.”

“Ah, a fake heiress story…” Ming Ming rubbed her chin, which looked oddly comical on a five-year-old. “Not really my genre. So who’s the male lead?”

“The male lead, Lu Beichen, is the female lead’s childhood sweetheart.”

Ming Ming immediately got it. “Oh, so I’m the outsider who drops in from the sky. Got it.”

“A rivalry between the childhood sweetheart and the newcomer—I know how this goes. I always root for the newcomer. Team Skyborn forever!”

“What did the childhood sweetheart ever do to you?” The system sighed. “You’re awfully confident he’ll fall for you again.”

Ming Ming wagged her finger. “No, no, no. If the childhood sweetheart had any real game, he’d already be with her by now. If he hasn’t won yet, that’s on him.”

She leaned forward eagerly. “So, when do I meet the male lead? Same kindergarten? Same elementary school? Same middle school?”

“I mean, I’m five, so it can’t be that long, right?”

The system poured cold water on her enthusiasm. “Actually, according to the plotline, you’ll meet him after the real daughter is brought home, when she’s already an adult. Maybe eighteen, maybe later.”

Ming Ming froze. “So I won’t see him for years from now?”

“That’s right.”

Her spirit deflated instantly.

“…Great. So I’ll have countless flings before I ever meet the male lead,” she muttered, then straightened her shoulders with mock determination. “Fine! I’ll just start early—preschool romance, here I come!”

The system could only sigh. “Good luck with that.”

“Thanks!”

Outside, a car pulled up. Ming Ming ran to the window and pressed her face against the glass. The house was massive—four stories, with a courtyard big enough to be a park.

She suddenly remembered her time living at the Huo estate.

Well, well… full circle! I’m rich again, baby!

This time, she vowed silently, I’m taking everything back.

Full of vigor, Ming Ming marched downstairs to meet her dear “big brother.”

The system could only groan. What are you so proud of? You’re a fake heiress!

“You just don’t get it,” she whispered smugly. “Until the real one shows up, the fake is as good as real. So I’ll enjoy the young miss lifestyle while it lasts… oh wait—does that mean I can live in luxury until I’m an adult? Bonus!”

The moment she saw her charming guardian downstairs, she beamed and called out sweetly, “Brother!”

Her brother, Xiao Yunmu, was only just an adult himself. His parents had both passed away, and he’d been carrying the full weight of the family on his own. It hadn’t been easy.

Ming Ming thought to herself, That’s okay. From now on, we’ll depend on each other. You just focus on being my good big brother! I’ll make sure you feel the warmth of a little sister!

But when she eagerly went to greet him, Xiao Yunmu only gave her a cold glance before walking right past her and heading upstairs.

Ming Ming stood frozen in place, awkwardly silent.

“Forget it,” the system said, trying to comfort her. “Your brother’s just shy.”