The Beautiful Older Sister I Picked Up Is Good at Flirting - Chapter 1
Chapter 1
It was Christmas in the country of Su, and the streets were filled with a festive atmosphere. A red Maserati slowly pulled into the commercial district and stopped in front of a cartoon-style shop.
A female Alpha stepped out of the car. She wore a coffee-colored cashmere coat, her long hair draped casually over her shoulders. Her makeup was light, but her lip color was strikingly bold. Her entire demeanor exuded a cool and aloof elegance.
As she walked past the shelves filled with colorful items, her rare agarwood (Qi Nan) scent drew lingering glances from many Omegas.
She went straight to the counter and tapped lightly on the glass display with slender, pale fingers.
“Lisa Auntie…”
“Oh! Xiaoyi, you’re here?” The slightly plump middle-aged woman looked up from the cash register and handed over a prepared fruit basket with a warm smile. “This is a Christmas gift for Miss Xia. She loves prunes, so I filled it up with them.”
“Thank you.”
Fu Siyi accepted the fruit basket with a gentle smile. Lisa Auntie stuffed something soft into her hand.
Curious, Fu Siyi opened her palm.
It was a strawberry-shaped sewing kit.
Lisa Auntie smiled kindly. “This sewing kit is for your girlfriend… Miss Xia will definitely like it.”
Fu Siyi’s smile faded, and her expression turned slightly serious.
“Auntie, Xia Yicheng is not my girlfriend.”
Lisa Auntie froze for a moment. A flood of questions surged in her mind but were swallowed back. After all, she was only the sister of Fu Siyi’s home tutor, not related by bl00d, and she knew her boundaries.
While she was lost in thought, Fu Siyi had already walked to the door. She lifted the sewing kit and waved it lightly.
“The sewing kit is cute. I’ll find someone more suitable to give it to.”
“Wait—Xiaoyi, inside that sewing kit…” Lisa Auntie wanted to stop her, to tell her that inside the hidden layer of the kit was a love charm she’d prayed for—specifically for Fu Siyi.
Suddenly, the words of the old monk echoed in her ears:
“Fate is set by destiny. Let it flow naturally. Fulfill your part, and the one you are meant to meet—you will. There’s no need to force it.”
No need… to force it.
Lisa Auntie slowly lowered her eyes.
The sewing kit…
Would find its destined owner.
…
Fu Siyi pushed open the glass door. Snow had started to fall at some point, and flurries crept into her collar. She shivered slightly, tightened her coat, and quickly got into the car.
She placed the fruit basket on the passenger seat and started the engine. A beeping sound warned her that the right-side door or window was not fully closed.
Fu Siyi got out, walked around the car, and shut the right door. As she turned her head, her gaze casually swept across the interior.
The streetlight outside shone directly on the car window, casting fragmented light over the backseat, revealing a faint shadow—someone’s head.
Her nerves instantly tensed. She froze for a few seconds, suspecting it was just her imagination, then cautiously looked again.
Through the small opening in the window, she saw the gray figure move, curling up and trying to hide under the seat.
Someone was inside her car?!
Fu Siyi’s breath caught. Her grip on the door handle tightened before she suddenly yanked it open.
Startled, the gray figure lifted their head. Behind the backrest, Fu Siyi’s eyes met a pair of crystal-clear autumn pupils.
Those glassy eyes shimmered under dark lashes like ripples in pure water.
Beautiful!
“Who are you? What are you doing in my car?” Fu Siyi asked, keeping her tone calm while carefully observing the person.
It was a girl, though her secondary gender wasn’t immediately clear. She looked like an Omega, wore a dusty blue shirt, was filthy all over, and her face was covered in dirt and bruises, making it impossible to see her original complexion or features.
The girl didn’t reply. She struggled out from under the seat, her large, watery eyes trembling as she looked at Fu Siyi timidly.
Fu Siyi frowned and tried to assess her true intentions.
Her Alpha mother was currently running for parliament. Any small scandal could be used by the opposition. A stranger suddenly appearing in her car during such a sensitive time made her extra cautious.
Fu Siyi stepped back slightly, giving space, and said coldly,
“Get out.”
The girl flinched and instinctively clutched the seatback, reluctant to leave.
Fu Siyi repeated more sharply,
“Get out.”
Her cold gaze swept over the girl like an icy blade, carrying a suffocating pressure.
The girl bit her lip and slowly edged toward the door under that frosty stare, lifting one foot with hesitation.
But before she could step out, her face suddenly went pale. Reflexively, she drew her foot back and huddled inside the car, pushing herself against the left-side door. She bent her knees and bowed her head to Fu Siyi:
“Please… don’t make me get out.”
Fu Siyi was about to force her out when a loud commotion erupted from the shopping street. She turned toward the sound and saw a group of burly men in black suits approaching aggressively, grabbing people and gesturing as they searched.
It looked like they were hunting someone.
While Fu Siyi was turned away, the girl quickly ducked back under the seat.
Because of the angle, Fu Siyi didn’t notice this. By the time she turned around again, the girl had stood back up, watching her anxiously.
Her eyes were clear, soft, and full of restrained fear—as if she were a lost fawn in the forest, desperately searching for safety.
Fu Siyi felt a sudden, inexplicable emotion stir in her chest. After a moment’s hesitation, her tone softened:
“Okay, I’ll drive you home.”
She rested her hand on the car door and looked at the girl.
“Where do you live?”
The girl lowered her eyes and shook her head slightly.
“I don’t have a home.”
Fu Siyi’s brow furrowed.
“Then surely you have somewhere to stay?”
At the mention of shelter, the girl’s eyes filled with tears.
“These past few days… I’ve been staying… in the subway tunnel…”
The subway tunnel?
Fu Siyi sensed something was wrong.
“Who are you? Where are you from?”
The girl’s lashes cast faint shadows on her cheeks.
“I… I’m from Yuan country… My passport and documents were stolen, along with all my money… I couldn’t afford a hotel, and I had nowhere to go… So I slept in the subway passage…”
Hearing that she was from Yuan country, Fu Siyi’s guard began to lower, replaced by surprise.
Normally, the Su and Yuan countries spoke the same language. Communication wasn’t a problem, and if valuables were stolen, you could report it to the police. It shouldn’t be bad enough to be left on the streets.
Unless…
Fu Siyi looked at her, her eyes deep with suspicion.
“If your documents were stolen, why didn’t you go to the nearest police station to file a report? They could issue a certificate of loss and a passport copy—you could still travel freely.”
“I… I can’t go to the police… My father…” The girl looked up and saw Fu Siyi’s sharp, guarded gaze. She quickly explained,
“Miss, I’m not a bad person… I just…”
“Get out of the car!” Fu Siyi’s jaw tightened, her voice as cold as ice.
“This is illegal entry. I can’t help you. Out!”
“I’m not… I have a passport and documents…” The girl finally broke down, crying. Her voice trembled.
“I haven’t eaten in three days… I haven’t even had water… I’m so hungry…”
Her sobs grew louder as she trembled and clutched Fu Siyi’s arm.
“Please, miss… don’t throw me out…”
Tears made her already messy face look even more pitiful, but her eyes—like pools of light—glimmered with such heartbreaking beauty, it softened the hardest of hearts.
Fu Siyi looked down at those water-filled eyes and the delicate fingers clinging to her arm. Her voice finally eased:
“Okay. Let go of me first. I’ll get you a proper meal.”
The girl immediately let go and bowed deeply.
“Thank you, thank you!”