Chapter 3: I'm the Younger Sister!

She is still small now and cannot speak yet.

Even if she could speak, no one would believe a child’s words.

It seems she will have to find another way.

The more Chengcheng thought about it, the sleepier she became, eventually falling asleep on Auntie Fang’s shoulder.

Seeing her asleep, Auntie Fang looked at Tiantian, who had also fallen asleep on Old Mrs. Chi’s shoulder, and smiled lovingly.

"These two children, their schedules are exactly the same. They fall asleep the moment they want to; it’s truly synchronized."

Old Mrs. Chi laughed as well. "It really is. If they didn't look completely different, I would have thought they were twins."

"But I heard from Director Wang at the orphanage that Chengcheng is a few days older than Tiantian."

"Since she’s a few days older, then she’s the big sister."

She was counting on Chengcheng to take care of her little sister, Tiantian, in the future.

If Chengcheng could hear this in her sleep, she would probably cough up a mouthful of blood.

She was clearly born five minutes after Tiantian; she is the younger sister!!

However, the Chi family was kept in the dark, and one couldn't blame them.

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Old Mrs. Chi placed the two children into the crib, tucked them in with a small blanket, rocked the crib, and hummed a little tune, her face full of affection.

Seeing how much she loved the children, Auntie Fang’s heart softened, and she whispered, "Now that the eldest young master has children, you should be able to breathe a sigh of relief."

Previously, Chi Wen-ting was rebellious and difficult to understand. He wasn't happy about arranged marriages, even less happy about blind dates, and even went against the family by finding a 'little lover' outside.

Finding a little lover was one thing, but he actually let her run off with his child.

And after she ran, he didn't even go after her, leaving Old Mrs. Chi unsure if he liked Lan Jiaojiao or not.

She had two sons, and she couldn't understand either of them.

Chi Wen-ting and his younger brother, Chi Jianghe, were twins.

The two brothers were identical twins, extremely similar in height and appearance.

But their personalities were poles apart.

Chi Wen-ting had a difficult, awkward temperament and loved to say the opposite of what he meant; sometimes even Old Mrs. Chi couldn't figure him out.

The younger son, Chi Jianghe, looked obedient, but he was actually a smiling tiger.

You could talk all you wanted, but it would go in one ear and out the other. He simply wouldn't do what he didn't like, which could drive a person to death.

Neither son was easy to deal with; Old Mrs. Chi got a headache just thinking about them.

"At least Wen-ting has a daughter. As for Jianghe, who knows what his situation is."

That boy had been abroad for over a year and hadn't been able to return due to the sudden disaster.

Now that the restrictions were lifted, he should be able to come back.

"Go make a call and ask when he’s coming back."

Auntie Fang nodded. "I'll go right now."

A while later, Auntie Fang returned and said, "Madam, the second young master says there are some issues with the company abroad, and he won't be able to return until next year."

Old Mrs. Chi looked at the two cute children on the bed and sighed. "Forget it, let him be."

A grown son is no longer under his mother's control. Now that she had granddaughters, she didn't want to worry about those two rascals anymore.

Auntie Fang smiled. "You don't have to be so melancholy. Both young masters are adults; they can take care of themselves."

While they were chatting, Chengcheng woke up.

She was woken up by hunger.

Babies digest milk quickly, and after a nap, she immediately felt hungry.

She slowly opened her eyes, a little curly tuft of hair on her head, and used her chubby little arms to pull herself up by the crib railing.

"Da da da?" Is anyone there? This baby is hungry.

Auntie Fang heard the movement and came over to pick her up.

"Awake?"

Chengcheng reached out her little fleshy hands, wrapped them around Auntie Fang’s neck, and acted spoiled. "Nai nai~"

Auntie Fang understood. "Hungry, are you? Wait here for a moment, I’ll go make you some formula."

It had been a long time since a new life was born in the Chi family, and Auntie Fang had forgotten the steps for taking care of a baby.

Chengcheng was very well-behaved, sitting obediently on the carpet waiting for her to return.

Before long, Auntie Fang brought the prepared formula over.

She dripped some on her hand to test the temperature. "Drink up, it’s not hot."

"Da da~" Thank you.

Chengcheng held the bottle with both hands, lay back, kicked up her two chubby little legs, and began to drink with a *smack-smack* sound.

Auntie Fang watched her chubby cheeks puffing out as she ate, finding her cuter the more she looked.

She lovingly stroked the little tuft of hair on her head and sighed, "You have a good fate, being abandoned by your parents and still ending up in the Chi family. It must be destiny."

Chengcheng’s hand paused as she drank.

She looked at Auntie Fang with a depressed expression.

*I don't have a good fate at all,* she thought. *I'm a cannon fodder, for heaven's sake.*

Just as they were talking, Tiantian woke up.

She opened her watery eyes, whimpered timidly, and looked at Chengcheng with big, teary eyes, looking terrified of the unfamiliar environment.

Auntie Fang walked over to pick her up, but she reached out toward Chengcheng instead.

*Chengcheng, hug~*

Chengcheng felt helpless. Even though she was the younger sister, her big sister was truly a coward.

If she didn't hug her, she would definitely cry, so she could only crawl over with the bottle in her mouth, reaching her little chubby hand through the railing to grab Tiantian’s fleshy hand.

"Da!" It's okay, don't be afraid.

Seeing her there, Tiantian wasn't afraid anymore and smiled foolishly. "Hee~" I like Chengcheng.

Seeing her silly smile, Chengcheng sighed helplessly, thinking to herself how her sister had been like a little white rabbit for two lifetimes.

Auntie Fang was happy to see their interaction and hurried to make formula for Tiantian, then held her and fed her in a soft, gentle voice.

After all, Tiantian was the "real" daughter of the family; she couldn't just be given a bottle and left to her own devices—she had to be cared for meticulously.

Chengcheng, who had been left on the floor to drink her bottle by herself...

Her little heart suffered another ten thousand points of damage.

A while later, a maid came to tell Auntie Fang, "The old master has something to say; please bring the young miss over."

This "young miss" naturally referred to Tiantian.

Old Master Chi had been busy all day and only just had time to deal with this matter.

Auntie Fang hurriedly cleaned Tiantian up, changed her into a beautiful little dress, and rushed to take her to see Old Master Chi.

Leaving Chengcheng alone in the nursery.

Chengcheng watched their retreating backs, sitting in a small heap at the doorway, and sighed.

It seems the Chi family still doesn't know the truth.

Finally, she thought about it and decided to go over to her grandfather's side to take a look.

At the very least, before she could speak, she should build a good relationship with the family.

Only then would someone believe her bizarre story in the future.

The more she thought about it, the more motivated she became, crawling out of the nursery with her bottle in her mouth, *da da da*.

She was familiar with the layout of the Chi house, but it was difficult to crawl now that she was small.

By the time she crawled to the main hall, Old Master Chi was already holding Tiantian with a look of joy, calling her "good granddaughter" over and over.

Chengcheng lay at the doorway, peeking in, her big eyes full of envy, but she didn't dare to go in.

Now that the Chi family thought she was an unwanted orphan, if she went in to ask for a hug, she might just annoy them, right?

The little tuft of hair on her head drooped down in discouragement.