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In her past life, Lin Yue was just another heartbroken office worker—used, discarded, and forgotten. No family. No success. No love. Just pain. But with her final breath, she made two wishes: to own a powerful business empire and to be the one playing the guys, not the one getting played.

The universe answered… in the most unexpected way.

Reborn as a baby girl in a world where women rule and men are delicate, emotional, and give birth, Lin Yue finds herself in a small village surrounded by warmth, love, and the family she never had before. For once, she lets go of ambition and embraces a peaceful childhood.

But when her past life memories return at age ten, everything changes.

Armed with the mind of a grown woman, she pretends to be sweet and innocent while secretly plotting her rise to the top. Her goals haven’t changed—she still wants it all.

At eighteen, her System activates, giving her missions, power boosts, and everything she needs to dominate in a world built for strong women—and to finally play the game her way.

This time, she won’t be the one crying.

This time, she’ll be the one in control.

Playing the game in a world ruled by women with my system

Chapter 11 – The Mysterious Ghost Dance

The morning sun filtered through the curtains, warming the wooden floor as Lin Yue skipped into the kitchen like a girl with a very important mission.

Her mom was cooking — a tower of spicy meatballs sizzling in the pan — while her dad sat nearby, nibbling crackers and looking pale.

"Good morning, Daddy," Yue said sweetly, dragging a chair across the floor and plopping down beside him.

He smiled. "Morning, princess."

Her mom nodded. "Eat something before you start planning world domination."

Yue smiled innocently. "Actually, I have a question."

Her dad blinked. "What is it?"

She leaned in, elbows on the table, eyes serious. "Did you and Mom do the ghost dance?"

Her dad choked on his cracker. Her mom froze mid-flip with a meatball suspended in the air.

"The what?!" her mom barked.

Yue tilted her head. "The ghost dance. You know. That thing couples do at night that makes a baby. You did that, right?"

Her dad's face turned redder than the chili oil in the pan. "YUE!"

She crossed her arms. "Hey, I have to know. I'm the big sister now, I need the facts."

Her mom slowly turned from the stove, eyes narrowed. "Who told you about a ghost dance?"

"I heard the baker's wife say it to her husband when he brought her rose tea. She winked and said, 'Let's do the ghost dance again tonight.' Then he giggled."

Her mom pinched the bridge of her nose.

Yue grinned. "So… you and dad… did it? Was it fun?"

Her dad covered his face with both hands.

"Yue," her mom said slowly, "There are some things you don't say before breakfast. This is one of them."

"But you have a baby in there," she said, pointing dramatically to her dad's belly. "So logic says you both got funky."

"Funky?!" her dad squeaked.

Her mom turned, face serious. "Sweetheart. It's called making love."

Yue gagged. "Ugh, mom! That sounds even worse!"

Then she turned to her dad, eyes squinted like a detective. "Did mom wear you out? Be honest. She's super strong."

Her dad looked like he wanted to crawl under the table. "I'm not answering that."

"Okay, okay," Yue held up her hands in surrender. "So no details. But did you cry?"

"Emotionally! Like, from joy or something!"

Her mom was laughing now, trying and failing to flip a meatball while wiping tears from her eyes.

"Oh gods," she wheezed, "Yue, you're just like my sister when she was ten."

Yue stood proudly. "I take that as a compliment."

Her dad grumbled. "You're all evil."

"I'm gonna tell the baby how you made him," Yue said, hands on hips. "I'll call it the 'ghost dance origin story.'"

"You'll do no such thing!" her dad yelped.

Yue grinned, snatching a meatball from the plate. "Can I feel the baby move yet?"

"Not for a few more weeks," her dad muttered, "And not if you keep bullying me."

"I'm preparing you for parenthood," she said, biting into the meatball. "You're welcome."

Later that day, Yue sat under her favorite mango tree, telling her gang the whole story — complete with reenactments.

"…And then I asked if he cried! Can you believe he turned as red as a tomato?!"

They all howled with laughter.

Meimei clutched her stomach. "I'm gonna pee—your dad's so soft!"

"Next time," Yue said, plotting, "I'm gonna ask mom to teach me the ghost dance."

"Kidding, kidding! I don't want another sibling anytime soon!"

CHAPTER 11