After a warm and cheerful dinner, Ji Honghuang Qingchuan suggested going out for a walk to aid digestion.
However, the two brothers Ji Yuenian and Ji Haotong, already full and satisfied, clearly preferred staying indoors.
In the end, the couple Ji Honghuang and Qingchuan went out for their digestive stroll.
Ji Yuenian then helped the red-faced, alcohol-laden Ji Haotong back to his room and settled him onto the bed.
Though Ji Haotong was ten years older than Ji Yuenian, he couldn’t match his younger brother in either drinking capacity or appetite-his only advantage was his height, standing at 185 cm, a mere two centimeters taller than Ji Yuenian.
By now, Ji Haotong’s consciousness was hazy.
Clutching Ji Yuenian’s hand, he hiccuped and slurred, “Little bro, if only you were a girl… hic… that’d be great.”
“Then Dad and I wouldn’t have had to haggle with Yueyu Group for over half a month.”
He patted the faint dark circles under his eyes with exaggerated grievance.
“If it hadn’t dragged on so long, I wouldn’t be this haggard, hic!”
“What’s going on?”
Ji Yuenian looked utterly confused.
He was aware of Yueyu Group-it was Jiang Chi’s father’s company.
Their grandfathers had been close friends, and their mothers were college roommates.
As heirs of wealthy families, such basic information was common knowledge between them.
Of course, neither would casually disclose these details to outsiders.
Just as Ji Yuenian wouldn’t mention that Jiang Chi’s father was one of the school trustees and had funded the new cafeteria-or that Jiang Chi…well, Jiang Chi barely spoke a word at school.
But what did any of this have to do with him being a girl?
For a moment, Ji Yuenian almost thought his secret about the silver coin had been exposed.
“If you were a girl, we wouldn’t have had to argue for two months…”
Ji Haotong mumbled drunkenly.
It turned out that the financial industry had been thriving in recent years, yielding substantial profits and drawing envy from many corporations including those of the Ji and Jiang families.
Thus, the two families planned to jointly establish a company as a foothold for market expansion.
Why not go solo?
First, the remaining share of the financial pie was fiercely contested, and business rivalries could strain their longstanding harmony.
Second, established financial giants were counterattacking, making it risky to act alone-hence the decision to unite.
But cooperation aside, even brothers kept clear accounts, let alone two corporations.
So…
For the past half-month, Ji Haotong had been locked in tedious negotiations with Yueyu Group over profit distribution.
“Little bro, why aren’t you a girl? If you were, things would be so much easier—just arrange a marriage alliance and bind our interests!”
“And honestly… I’d love to be a doting brother~~”
Clearly drunk, Ji Haotong was spilling everything.
“Why aren’t you the girl?”
Ji Yuenian shot back.
“You want to be a doting brother? Well, I’d love a big-sister figure myself.”
As he spoke, Ji Yuenian seemed to remember something.
He checked his pocket, glanced at the man on the sofa, and confirmed he was completely unconscious.
Carefully, he retrieved the two-sided silver coin from his pocket, gently placed it in Ji Haotong’s hand, and guided his fingers to flip it.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
Half a minute passed, and Ji Yuenian stared at Ji Haotong for a while longer, but still didn’t notice anything unusual, so she quietly tucked the silver coin away again.
“Guess it only works on me,” she muttered under her breath, smoothing the stray hairs by her ear.
As if sensing something, Ji Haotong drowsily opened his eyes and saw a blurry, slender figure before him.
He blinked in confusion, half- drunk and half-dazed, and asked,
“Who are you?”
“Me?”
“Ji Qingchan” tilted her head slightly, her long hair cascading like a waterfall, framing her delicate, pretty face and making her look even more charming and adorable.
“Big brother- I’m the little sister you’ve been dreaming about day and night~~”
Before Ji Haotong could react, Ji Yuenian delivered a swift chop to his neck, sending her dear older brother into sweet slumber.
“Dream on about being a siscon. Go find your sister in your dreams,” Ji Yuenian scoffed.
* * * * * *
She reverted to her original form, pocketed the silver coin, and returned to her bedroom.
When Ji Haotong woke up, the throbbing headache from his hangover hit him like a tidal wave, making him frown slightly.
He rubbed his eyes vigorously, struggling to recall the events of the previous night.
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, scattering golden specks across the room and illuminating the fragmented memories in his mind.
He vaguely remembered complaining to Ji Yuenian last night and the strange dream he’d had.
In the dream, he’d actually gained a little sister-one who sweetly called him “big brother.”
The mere thought of it inexplicably made the back of his neck ache faintly!
He got up and trudged into the bathroom, splashing his face with icy water to jolt himself awake. Only then did the phantom pain in his neck fade away.
Stepping out of his room, Ji Haotong glanced around and spotted Ji Yuenian devouring breakfast-four servings’ worth of fried dough sticks, soy milk, and jianbing.
Without hesitation, Ji Haotong plopped down beside her and dug into the food.
Between bites of jianbing, Ji Yuenian turned to Ji Haotong and mumbled, “Hey, bro, quick question—what kind of girl do you think attracts guys?”
“Why are you asking?”
Ji Haotong shot his brother a sidelong glance, his tone slightly reproachful.
“Don’t tell me you’re messing around with girls again? You’re only 17, still a minor! Why are you already into this kind of thing?”
“Bro, don’t make it sound so bad. I was just asking casually…” Ji Yuenian grumbled. “It’s for a female friend.”
“It’s pretty straightforward—looks, demeanor, clothes, status, money. To put it bluntly, fair skin, beauty, long legs, good looks, and wealth -99% of guys would be interested.”
Ji Haotong slurped his soy milk, already convinced that his foolish little brother had found himself a girlfriend.
The so-called “female friend” was just an excuse—or maybe a girl he hadn’t managed to win over yet.
As for platonic female friendships, Ji Haotong inwardly shook his head.
No way, no way. Does anyone actually believe guys and girls can be just friends?
“Bro, recommend some clothes for: my female friend.”
“Let me see pictures first so I can figure out what style suits her.”
“Don’t have any.”
“Then I’ll also…”
“Height 163cm, weight 49kg, bust 87.62, waist 61.85, hips 88.91.”
Ji Yuenian rattled off the measurements like a machine gun.
While compiling his “Practical Guide to Making Jiang Chi Cry Bitter Tears,” Ji Yuenian had personally taken these measurements.
To conquer-no, to properly handle his target and achieve his grand revenge, some investment was absolutely necessary!
Going all-in was an art form!
After hearing the numbers, Ji HaoTong quickly constructed a mental 3D model.
Stroking his chin thoughtfully, he remarked, “Little brother, with a figure like that, you’re quite the lucky man.”
“Huh?”
Ji Yuenian mumbled through a mouthful of jianbing, pretending not to hear clearly.
“I said, if these measurements are accurate, she’d suit a pure and innocent style perfectly.”
“Like what?”
“Like a pure white blouse paired with a blue-and-white pleated skirt, a ribbon around the neck, and carrying a pink handbag that screams girlish charm.”
Ji HaoTong’s eyes gleamed with appreciation as he visualized it.
“Pleated skirt?”
“No way! Absolutely not happening!”
Ji Yuenian rejected without hesitation.
He might have a cross-dressing hobby, but skirts—those dignity-crushing garments—were to be avoided whenever possible.
Wearing one occasionally for himself was one thing, but for others to see? Especially his arch-nemesis?
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!
“Then we could switch to blue shorts instead.”
Noticing his reaction, Ji HaoTong smiled knowingly and continued, “Moreover, judging by these proportions, her figure is practically perfect for showcasing that innocent aesthetic.”
“Then what?”
Ji Yuenian asked between bites.
“Then when are you planning to bring your future sister-in-law home?
With her proportions, she’d be perfect for modeling this pure style.
If possible, ask if she’d be interested in modeling.”
“I told you she’s just a regular friend,” Ji Yuenian muttered.
Ji HaoTong’s smile widened, his eyes clearly saying “Yeah, right.”
“Fine, she’s my girlfriend,” Ji Yuenian conceded reluctantly.
“Perfect timing then. Our company happens to have several sets of this pure-style uniform in different sizes. I’ll swing by the office this afternoon-consider it my gift to my future sister-in-law.”
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