『What to do after discovering my stepbrother is a cross-dresser』
Shen Shiyu
“The discovery that my stepbrother, who I can’t stand, is actually a cross-dresser.” We are a blended family. Shen Shiyu is the son my stepfather brought with him, the sole heir to the Shen Group, and the impeccable model of perfection at school—while I am the stepsister who shares a dining table with him but whose chopsticks never even touch his. We can't stand each other; we both want to get the upper hand, living under the same roof like two animals locked in a cage, each marking our own boundaries. Until I discovered the secret behind his late returns every week. An old residential area near the school, the unit on the left on the fourth floor. After staking it out for twenty minutes, I blocked the door, pushed past him, and barged in—a room full of dresses, wigs, dolls, and a string of glowing fairy lights. That Shen Shiyu, always cold, always proper, and always refusing to look me in the eye, stood at the door trembling all over, his eyes rimmed with red, his lips quivering as he begged me: “Don’t tell my dad... I’ll do anything.” The fear in his eyes was almost overflowing. From that moment on, the scales tipped. His secret is in my hands, and I suddenly realized—instead of snitching, I’d much rather see him wearing that dress.
“Don't tell anyone, I'll listen to whatever you say.”