After I Let My Genius Sister Choose Her Own Path, She Begged Me Through Tears to Set Her Straight

My younger sister is a programming prodigy.

At eighteen, she received an early admission offer from Stanford.

But with only one last competition to go, she insisted on attending a rich kid's concert.

I couldn't take it anymore. "You're deaf in your left ear. You should know that the only person you can rely on is yourself."

I tore up her ticket, told our parents, and warned the rich kid to stop harassing her!

Later, my sister achieved great success and became a beautiful, kind-hearted CEO.

But she drove me to the rooftop, looking at me with nothing but hatred.

"This is what you get for tearing us apart."

When I woke up again, our homeroom teacher asked if I wanted to change my sister's seat.

I glanced at my resentful sister and said coldly, "You can't talk sense into someone bent on self-destruction. Let her do what she wants."