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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 12 – But He's the Pregnant One!

A few days after the hilarious ghost dance interrogation, the Lin household was buzzing with energy.

A crib had appeared in the corner of her parents' room. Boxes of baby clothes, blankets, and feeding bottles were stacked beside it. The entire house smelled like polished wood and steamed buns.

Yue watched her mom stir soup in the kitchen with serious concentration.

"Mom," Yue said, poking her head in, "why are you cooking?"

Her mom raised an eyebrow. "Because I don't want us to starve?"

Yue plopped into a chair. "But you're the wife. Shouldn't dad be cooking? He's the one who's pregnant."

Her mom paused. "So because he's pregnant, he should still cook?"

Yue nodded like a scholar. "He's just sitting and being round. That's not fair. You're doing all the heavy lifting and the cooking? Isn't that illegal or something?"

Her mom laughed. "You really want your father to collapse trying to stir hot soup with a baby pressing against his lungs?"

"Well…" Yue tilted her head, "maybe just a light salad."

She shrugged. "I just don't get it. In all the movies, the husband's in the kitchen barefoot, humming while making dumplings. Dad's just lying around like a sleepy fish."

Her mom leaned down, wiping her hands on a towel. "You know why I'm cooking?"

"Because I want to. Because I like it. And because I love your dad."

Yue blinked. "Ew, gross."

Her mom smirked. "Love is gross, huh?"

"Super gross," Yue muttered. "But... kinda nice too."

Her mom patted her head. "Good. When you grow up, you'll understand."

Yue grinned. "I'll have ten husbands to cook for me."

Her mom snorted. "You sound like your Aunt Feiyan. She married three artists and a pastry chef."

"Smart woman," Yue said dreamily. "Imagine the desserts."

Just then, her dad waddled into the kitchen, holding his lower back.

"Owww," he moaned. "I think the baby is breakdancing inside me."

Yue leapt up. "Dad, I'll help you! Here, sit!"

She guided him like a royal guest to the sofa.

"Mom," Yue shouted, "get some warm water and a footstool! The father of my unborn sibling needs comfort!"

"I'm already cooking!" her mom called.

"Multitask!" Yue yelled back.

Her dad chuckled. "You're so dramatic."

"I'm practicing," Yue said, covering him with a small blanket. "Someday I'll be a fierce wife too."

He raised an eyebrow. "So you're gonna marry three scared boys and make them fight over who gets to wash your socks?"

Yue gasped. "That's actually a great idea."

They both burst out laughing.

After lunch, Yue followed her dad as he waddled around the backyard for a walk. She was watching him like a hawk.

"Don't you think you're walking too fast? What if the baby gets dizzy?"

He sighed. "The baby is fine, Yue."

"Okay, okay… but if he comes out weird, it's your fault."

He gave her a sideways look. "You were just as strange when you came out."

"Excuse me, I was adorable," she huffed.

Her dad ruffled her hair. "You were. Still are."

Yue smiled, walking beside him, slowing her pace to match his.

That night, she tucked a small letter under her dad's pillow.

I hope you're ready to meet the world. If you come out bald and loud, I'll still love you. But if you pee on me, we'll have words.

Love, your awesome big sister Yue.

CHAPTER 12