Mingyu Sister Novels & Stories

But such a young grandmaster was terrible. Su Fan glared at the female gambler fiercely and murmured a few words. Then he ran to Chu Xun excitedly, gave a look at Hua Qingwu and said while winking at Chu Xun, "Big Brother, is Miss Hua our sister-in-law? You are so awesome. Even the first beauty in Yunyan City loves you. Of course, only the first beauty deserve you." Hearing that, Chu Xun was helpless. But Su Fan didn't care. He looked at Hua Qingwu and said, "Hello, sister-in-law. I'm Su Fan."

Like he was waiting to see how far I would go to deny it. My sister laughed softly, completely unaware of the tension suffocating the space between us. “You two are already getting along,” she said, clearly pleased. “That’s good.” Getting along? If only she knew. I forced a small smile, my hands clenched at my sides to stop them from shaking. “I think I should go, I need to freshen up” I said suddenly. Too fast. Too desperate. Both of them noticed. My sister frowned. “Already?” “I’m just… tired.”

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"You think this pathetic little trick will get my dad's attention? You think he's going to chase after you and beg you to come back like in some stupid movie? You're utterly pathetic." I said nothing. I just silently knelt down to pick up my scattered belongings. Among them, a pale blue cashmere sweater lay quietly on the rug. It was the one my sister, Seraphina, had knitted for Luca with her own hands before she died. She had spent three whole months on it, stitch by stitch. "When Luca gets a little older, he's going to love this sweater," she had once told me. He had never worn it in all these years. I thought he didn't care about it, and since my sister had left so few things behind, I de

My mom was a computer genius with a PhD who works in Silicon Valley. Shortly after I was born, she created an AI robot sister modeled after me. Mom said my AI robot sister was equipped with the world's most accurate child behavior evaluation system. The moment I made a mistake, it would detect it. From then on, my AI robot sister became the judge of my life. Whenever she issued a warning, even when I had done nothing wrong, all I received was punishment. I tried to defend myself before. But Mom said the robot she built with her own hands could never make a mistake, and she became even more convinced that I was an inferior child. On my birthday, Mom took my sister and me to participate in an

My online boyfriend had been my sister's nemesis. He and my sister had been desk mates in high school, always competing for the top spot in their grade. He ranked first, while she ranked second. They could barely stand each other, yet they both ended up attending the same university in our city. Every time my sister came home for a break, she spent days complaining to me about him. This time, she came home with her suitcase and an unusually bright smile on her face. Mom teased her. "How come you did not mention your favorite nemesis this time? You seem to be in such a good mood. Do you have something going on?" My sister laughed and handed Mom a gold necklace. "Here. Your future son‑

Vivian called it unfortunate. Bianca Mercer had once called it tragic when she thought I could not hear her. One more family disappointment to add to the list. A sleek black car rolled up behind me. I moved aside, expecting it to pass. Instead, it slowed. The back window lowered, and Vivian Vale looked out. My older sister was only sixteen months older than me, but she had always seemed years ahead. She shifted first. Trained first. Sat beside Ezra Blackthorn first. She had learned how to smile like a Luna before I learned how to stop flinching when Father said my name.

Candice smiled happily at him while choking back a sob, "I'm fine, Russell. Please don't blame Annie. She just has a bad temper…" Candice sighed softly and continued with a troubled, yet helpless tone, "She's actually my younger sister, and she has always been this way. She wants everything for herself because my parents pamper her too much. Do you know she paid for the wedding with my tuition fees? She also has a habit of stealing my boyfriends." She lowered her head as her voice trembled, "I had no choice but to leave my home to become a traveling army doctor… I just… I don't want to be bullied by her anymore…"

My sister won't breathe a word; she's always been like that. I focus on washing the dishes, placing the plates and utensils in their rightful places. Finally, I'm finished. I hear the sound of laughter coming from the living room, my sister's voice booming above the rest. Sarah is always at her happiest and loudest when she is with Aiden and Bryan, especially with Aiden. It is not surprising. Of course, Aiden is her best friend. That is why I don't want anything to do with Aiden anymore. I don't want to be the one to ruin their friendship. Fuck how I feel about Blacksmith.

Her hair flowed beautifully, and her green eyes looked at me with a smile as she approached the sink. I know her, and she must know me. We often meet at parties like this. Amanda Dimitriou, or maybe her twin: Rafaella Dimitriou. The sister of Maven Dimitriou, the best friend of my sister's fiancé. They were both at the same college as me. "Hi, Gretta." she greeted kindly.