Chapter Twelve: The Heiress (Part Two)

My Rebirth Legend, No Pop-Up

“Miss Chu, is it? I think you’ve misunderstood. Mr. Chu is actually our airline’s deputy general manager—I only happened to meet him. Today, I came because my godmother asked me to pick up my godbrother. I really just ran into Mr. Chu by chance. Please don’t get the wrong idea.” Siyah’s cheeks were tinged with a shy blush, as so many eyes were fixed on her. She could no longer stand it and wanted to defend herself.

Only then did I realize, after all the commotion, that my god-sister was here to pick me up?

“Hmph, who knows if you just made that up to deliberately get close to Deputy General Manager Chu? Why would my cousin only know you and not other women in the airline? Stop pretending. I’ve seen enough women like you, greedy for money! Watch me teach you a lesson for Sister Yanyan, you fox!” With that, the girl strode furiously toward Siyah, arm raised, ready to slap my god-sister!

I couldn’t hold back any longer. Wasn’t she just some rich young lady? What’s so special about her? How dare she say such things to my god-sister and even try to hit her?

At that moment, I rushed forward, grabbed the young lady’s raised arm, and forcefully pressed it down, shoving her several steps back. Ignoring her as she stumbled away, I approached Siyah with a smile and whispered, “Sis, don’t worry. I’ll handle this brat.”

“Qiangqiang…” Siyah, perhaps still considering whether to dodge the slap, was surprised to find her godbrother coming to her rescue. Her eyes were full of delight but also a hint of reproach as she mumbled, “All because of you—godmother asked me to pick you up, and now look what’s happened.”

Seeing that reproachful look, I was momentarily stunned. Stewardesses truly have amazing figures, and her face dazzled the eye. Unlike Su Xin’s delicate beauty, Siyah had a more mature, graceful charm. Though she wasn’t as breathtaking as Su Xin, she was still one in a million. Gazing at her lovely form, an evil thought crossed my mind: after all, I’m not related to this god-sister by blood, am I?

Just as I was having these wicked thoughts, the young lady whom I’d shoved away charged back at me. I turned, annoyed and ready to curse, but was instantly dumbfounded. Now I understood why so many people had gathered to watch such a trivial scene—there wasn’t just one beauty here! The girl storming toward me was even more stunning. If not for the angry expression marring her face, she’d be on the same level as Su Xin—a true beauty!

“Who are you?! Do you know what you just did? You—you dared to lay hands on me, you scoundrel! Do you know who I am?” Despite her beauty, the way she cursed was grating. I interrupted, “Miss, weren’t you the one about to lay hands on someone? Why would you try to hit my god-sister for no reason? Do you think you can just hit whoever you like? Hmph, I don’t care who you are—laying hands on someone is wrong, period!”

Her retort stuck in her throat, and she could only point her small hand at my chest, her breathing rapid. I instinctively glanced at her chest—well developed, indeed. I cursed myself inwardly: how could I be thinking such things now? Had my rebirth made me more depraved?

“Enough, Qitong, haven’t you caused enough trouble? Come on, I’m here to pick you up. Your grandfather’s returned from the provincial capital and is waiting for you at home. Let’s go!” The young lady’s cousin, standing beside Siyah, finally spoke, grabbing her hand and dragging her toward a sixth-generation imported Honda Accord. Just by looking at that car, I knew her family must be extraordinarily rich. I recalled that the sixth-generation Accord was officially sold in our country in 1998, and in 1997 it was only available in its country of origin. To get such a car would have cost a fortune—clearly, the Chu family was distinguished.

“Brat! If you have the guts, tell me your name. I, Chu Qitong, will remember you. Just wait and see!” As her cousin forced her into the car, Chu Qitong lowered the window, waved her delicate fist at me, and shouted angrily, “From now on, you and I are rivals at Fourth High!”

Her words made me laugh instead of getting angry. Just her, a pampered girl? “Fine, I, Xiao Qiang, welcome your revenge at any time. But before you try, you’d better consider if you can handle the consequences!”

“You! Fine… fine! Xiao, we’ll see about that!” Chu Qitong’s face was flushed with rage, but her cousin gave her no chance to continue, flooring the accelerator so the sparkling Honda sped away like a wild horse out of sight.

Siyah shot me a reproachful look, worried. “Qiangqiang, you shouldn’t have done that. I know you wanted to stand up for me, but you need to weigh your own strength. She’s the princess of the Chu family—a genuine rich girl with a spoiled temper. There’s no need to provoke her; saying a few words would have sufficed. She wasn’t really going to hit me… Deputy General Manager Chu is a good person, and his sister probably isn’t that bad either.”

“How can you think that, sis? So what if they’re rich? Does that mean they get to look down on the poor? Hmph, our country is socialist, not capitalist. Being rich only means she lives better than others. It doesn’t mean she can despise the poor. People should have backbone, and the poor even more so!” I retorted, making Siyah look surprised. She tugged my sleeve and whispered, “I—I was just saying, worrying about you. Did you really have to lecture me… But godbrother, you’re acting differently today. Did those words really come from you?” In her eyes, I was always timid and cautious. When had I ever been so brave and resolute?

I laughed, scratching my head. “How could I not be myself? If someone bullies me, I can endure it, but if they bully my beloved god-sister, that’s absolutely unacceptable! I don’t care how rich she is—this is a society governed by law! Come on, sis, let’s go home.”

Siyah’s face blossomed with a smile as she teased, “Yes, that’s right, my little brother is the best. Big sis will reward you well. Next week, I’m flying to S City. I’ll bring you some delicious treats.” With a sweet smile, she took my arm and led me toward the road. “Come, let’s go to your house. Mom and your mom must be desperate waiting for us.”

With Siyah’s arm wrapped around mine and her ample chest pressed against it, I couldn’t help but feel my heart tremble. The power of a beauty was truly overwhelming… Did my god-sister not realize that I was only her godbrother, not actually related at all?