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On the day Xie Chengyun returned from his business trip, it coincided with the family banquet of the Xie Family.
Not everyone had arrived yet, so I accompanied my third uncle's youngest son to watch a movie. He took off his well-tailored black suit and hung it on the floor-to-ceiling coat rack. His white shirt was buttoned meticulously all the way to the top, and the smooth lines of his muscles were faintly visible.
The little guy was particularly attached to Xie Chengyun and eagerly approached him for gifts. In the entrance hall, the two of them were chatting happily. When he returned to the sofa, which had sunk in a bit, he held a model airplane he had always wanted in his left hand and a pair of women's slippers in his right hand.
He blinked his big, dark eyes and said, "Sister Ranran, I brought you shoes. Walking barefoot will make you catch a cold." His obedient demeanor gradually overlapped with my memories of little Xie Chengyun.
I was taken aback and, almost instinctively, looked up to meet Xie Chengyun's gaze. His eyes were deep, and his expression was calm. After a moment, he shifted his gaze away and walked out through the front door.
I changed into my shoes and followed closely behind him. In the front yard, he was watering the flowers with a watering can.
"I heard you and Ye Ran are getting engaged?"
"Did she tell you? You should have less contact with her."
"So it's true?"
He chuckled lightly at my words, glancing at me with a probing look. I awkwardly turned my head, realizing that my tone had been too eager.
He avoided answering directly: "Sister, you seem very concerned about my marriage."
"Isn't it natural for an older sister to care about her younger brother?"
"In that case, I happen to have a shortcut for you."
"What shortcut?"
"Marry me, would you?"
His voice was gentle when he asked, perfectly matching his refined and warm demeanor.
I was taken aback; this guy still dared to be so blatant in trying to get me to talk.
"Of course not, don't mess around."
How could the female supporting character end up with the male lead?
His expression stiffened, but a faint smile remained on his lips:
"When you rejected me at eighteen, I thought it was because I wasn't capable enough, so you couldn't fully give your heart to me.
"Now that I've achieved success, I thought I saw the light of dawn, only to find it was all in vain."
After Xie Chengyun left, the system's electronic voice sounded: "Host, do you like him or not?"
I stared blankly, covering my heart, which was still throbbing with pain.
After a long time, I lowered my eyes and shook my head: "I don't know."
This wasn't my emotion; it was Meng Xiaoran's emotion.
The days since I crossed over have been fine.
Xie Chengyun climbed step by step to a high position in the Xie Family as I had envisioned.
The only downside was that I empathized with the original host.
System: "In the original story, Meng Xiaoran is a cannon fodder female supporting character who has always had a crush on Xie Chengyun."
So for these past few years, my emotions have been led by Xie Chengyun.
Me: "System, why do I empathize with the original host? Am I not both wearing her soul and body?"
System: "It's a private matter, Host. This is the first mission for the little system; I'm still not skilled at this. It should be fine and won't affect your mission."
Me: "..."
One day, while patiently pondering why Xie Chengyun had feelings for me, I realized that the change in this relationship could actually be traced back.
When I was in college, Xie Chengyun asked to meet me, but I was busy working at the restaurant and couldn't leave.
"It's okay; I can wait for you," he said.
That day, the girl who was supposed to take over my shift suddenly took leave, and I ended up working until the restaurant closed.
Xie Chengyun was inherently proud; it was probably his first time waiting for someone, and he might have already grown impatient.
I quickly changed into my regular clothes and rushed out the door.
I found him squatting under a big tree, exhausted with his eyes closed in light sleep.
It was the coldest winter in North City, with snowflakes gently falling and settling on his delicate, thick eyelashes.
On a winter night, amidst the snowy silence, a young boy stood there.
"I'm sorry I'm late; I really couldn't get away," he said, shivering from the cold. I reassured him it was fine.
Feeling guilty, I took off my scarf and tiptoed to wrap it around him. Noticing his slightly reddened ears, I asked, "Why are your ears so red?"
He stammered, "It's nothing; they're just frozen."
Later, I realized it was shyness that caused it.
On his eighteenth birthday, he climbed onto my bed. Under the moonlight, the love in his eyes was clear and brave.
"Sister, I like you. What about you?"
I tightened my grip on the blanket as my heart raced. For a moment, I wanted to reply, "I do too."
But the system timely reminded me, "Host, that is the original owner's emotion."
It felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over me, cooling my heated heart.
I forced a smile and said, "Xie Chengyun, I'm your sister; we can't do this."
Xie Chengyun's originally curved lips slowly straightened: "Then... what if you weren't my sister..."
I quickly interrupted him: "That won't happen; I wouldn't like you either."
This sparked a long cold war and tug-of-war that has continued until now.
At the Starlight Gala on Friday, I was invited by the organizers to host the event.
I didn't expect Ye Ran to qualify for this grand occasion as well. In terms of qualifications and strength, he couldn't compare to the older generation of artists. In terms of popularity and fan base, he couldn't match the rising stars either.
My assistant said, "I heard he got in through connections; Manager Xie pulled some strings."
In the background, she greeted me with a smile, " Sister Meng, what a coincidence that you are the host." Her tone was so natural, as if we were old friends who had known each other for over a decade. But in reality, this was only our second meeting. The first time was at her welcome-back banquet when Xie Chengyun brought me along.
When she saw me, her smile froze at the corners of her mouth. "Chengyun, is this your girlfriend?"
Xie Chengyun replied casually, "No, she's my sister."
I responded with half-hearted conversation, my attention fully on the hosting script. She changed the subject abruptly, " Sister Meng, if I remember correctly, you were adopted?"
I was taken aback, unsure why she suddenly brought this up.
"Don't be nervous; I mean no harm. I just heard some ridiculous rumors the other day that Chengyun used to pursue you?"
I forced a smile and said, "Since it's just a rumor, it's best to take it lightly."
"I think so too. How could Old Master Xie allow his adopted daughter to get involved with his biological grandson? It would ruin their reputation."
My heart felt like it had been struck hard by something heavy, almost taking my breath away. I quickly realized she was deliberately saying this to pin me and Xie Chengyun to the pillar of disgrace, warning me not to harbor any inappropriate thoughts about him.
As she passed by me, she lowered her voice: "Meng Xiaoran, you are just a supporting character. You should know what you can and cannot do; I hope you think it through."
After saying that, she pulled out an engagement invitation from her bag and handed it to me. With a smile in her eyes, she leisurely said, " Sister Meng, make sure to come!"
System: "That's it! The new strategist brings resources into the game; the pay-to-win players are superior. Those who hinder her strategy must log off immediately; otherwise, they will be erased by the system. Host, you need to run quickly; otherwise, you'll be sent back to that class in your original world!"
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