His arrival was like a gentle beam of light, shining into Mo Xiaoxiao's once-gloomy world.
Looking at the kind, helpful older brother who had suddenly appeared in her home, Mo Xiaoxiao didn't choose to run up and hug him. Instead, she chose a more domineering approach... claiming him for herself.
She would make him her girl, drive away her friends, make her family misunderstand her, and get everyone to distance themselves from her and hate her. Then, when she had been abandoned by everyone, she would hug her from behind and whisper in her ear: “It's okay, little thief sister. You still have me. I'll never leave you.”
That way, her sister would belong to her alone.
That was how it was supposed to end...
But why did even this secret plan backfire on me?!
Mo Ziyan gently patted Mo Xiaoxiao's back, her lovely voice softly ringing in her ear.
“Good Xiaoxiao, sweet Xiaoxiao, big sister will always be by your side.”
In the end, Mo Xiaoxiao still got to have that gentle beam of light. The result was more or less the same, except...
