Auntie Zhang: ...
Though unsure what mischief the young mistress was up to, Auntie Zhang still brought out the car previously bought for her convenience in picking up packages and loaded the items inside.
“Young Mistress, I’ll help mail these for you now. If you leave, remember to lock the door.”
Auntie Zhang was truly worn out with worry.
“Got it.” Ming Xiaowei nodded.
Finally, she had cleared out all the distressing clutter from the bedroom. Likely due to the original owner’s resistance, Ming Xiaowei felt an itch all over just looking at those things.
Uncomfortable.
Exhausted, Ming Xiaowei dragged herself into the bathroom—only to exclaim, “Holy crap!” the moment she stepped inside.
“This is even bigger than two guys’ dorm rooms combined.”
There were three sinks, a massive mirror that made Ming Xiaowei seem tiny, and an overall minimalist design that didn’t feel cluttered. Two shower stalls stood beside a floor-to-ceiling window, next to an enormous bathtub big enough to fit three or four people. Ming Xiaowei even tapped the glass to confirm it was one-way before relaxing.
Back in the first world, she had lived in a villa with An Wan, but compared to this, that one was far inferior.
The original owner’s skincare and makeup products were piled into a small mountain.
Her skin was impeccably maintained—plump and dewy. But just glancing at those products gave Ming Xiaowei a headache. Unable to make sense of them, she roughly tidied up before picking out a simple, fresh-looking dress from the walk-in closet and heading out.
The villa wasn’t far from school, and Ming Xiaowei usually walked, so she only brought an umbrella.
Standing on the long bridge outside the villa, she watched ripples spread lazily across the lake’s surface, feeling utterly at peace.
“Si, the life of the rich is just too damn good!”
At this moment, Ming Xiaowei really wanted to be an arrogant, self-assured woman.
She was just that full of herself.
“Alright, don’t forget your side quest and main mission,” Si said, amused and exasperated.
This girl had probably been driven mad by Yuan Qiaoqiao and that world in the apocalypse.
“The side quest is kinda tough—preventing the family’s downfall. I don’t really get business, so I’ll take it slow. But I wonder what expression Zhao Qinghan will make when the platform forces her to pay me back.”
The thought made Ming Xiaowei grin.
No matter how much she had spent on Zhao Qinghan, in the latter’s eyes, she was just a fan with “a bit of dirty money.”
Zhao Qinghan’s top fans privately looked down on her. Ming Xiaowei had even mentioned it to Zhao Qinghan, but she didn’t care, telling her to tolerate it since those fans were younger.
Every time Zhao Qinghan needed money for an event, Ming Xiaowei footed the bulk of the bill while those so-called top fans barely contributed. Yet, in the end, she was the one Zhao Qinghan disliked.
Hilarious. Absolutely hilarious.
From start to finish, Ming Xiaowei had paid for her own tragedy.
With her own money, no less. The bitterness in her heart was indescribable.
Oh, they were so noble, looking down on fans who “threw money around.” As if they were the “true fans”—yet they never spent much on Zhao Qinghan, just buying a few posters and calling it a day.
“Her face will definitely sour, but she’s not someone who lacks that bit of money,” Si chuckled. “This’ll probably just bruise her pride.”
Ming Xiaowei couldn’t care less. As long as the money came back, that was enough.
But now that she’d finally arrived in a normal world, she could finally fulfill the promise she’d made to Si.
Leaving the villa area, Ming Xiaowei entered a convenience store.
She picked out three strawberry-flavored lollipops at the counter and was about to pay when she heard a girl’s voice.
“Do you have orange-flavored lollipops?”
Her voice was cool as moonlight.
Ming Xiaowei instinctively looked up. It was a girl in a beige knit vest over a white button-up. Her delicate nose supported a pair of slightly nerdy glasses, and her gray-brown eyes were calm, devoid of any emotion. Every button was fastened to the top, giving her an air of restrained elegance and detachment.
Her skin was almost unnaturally pale, and her entire demeanor seemed untouched by worldly desires.
Ming Xiaowei glanced at her, then averted her gaze.
“Yes, yes! A kid bought them all earlier. How many do you want?”
“Three will do.” Ji Cheng fished out some change from her pocket and handed the shopkeeper a dollar fifty.
Once she had the lollipops, Ji Cheng turned to leave. Ming Xiaowei quickly paid and rushed after her, grabbing her sleeve.
Ji Cheng instinctively turned back.
Seeing where they’d made contact, Ji Cheng frowned, pulled her sleeve free, and smoothed out the wrinkles.
“Ming Xiaowei, please maintain some dignity,” she said coolly.
Damn!
She hadn’t been this icy when Ming Xiaowei had caught and kissed her in the last world.
“I’m sorry about yesterday,” Ming Xiaowei forced a laugh.
Ji Cheng…
Ming Xiaowei’s classmate, their class monitor, and the ringleader of Zhao Qinghan’s anti-fans. Though she probably didn’t want the title, her sharp words had earned her a legendary reputation. Every time she came across a Zhao Qinghan post that rubbed her the wrong way, she’d dissect it point by point—without a single curse, yet every word cut deep.
And just yesterday, Ming Xiaowei had lashed out at Ji Cheng upon learning she was an anti-fan, even threatening retaliation.
What a mess.
This was the first time Xiaowei and Mo Qing had been on such hostile terms.
A devoted fan and an anti-fan—in fandom terms, they were mortal enemies.
“Apology accepted. But remember to turn in your homework,” Ji Cheng said flatly before walking away.
Homework?
Huh?
There was homework?!
Ming Xiaowei thought back. Yesterday, the original owner had been too busy throwing money at Zhao Qinghan’s livestream to bother with assignments.
Damn it, what a terrible influence.
Panicking, Ming Xiaowei rushed to school, pulled out her advanced math textbook, and immediately froze at the sight of the problems.
She hadn’t paid attention in class, so naturally, she had no idea how to solve them.
Meanwhile, Ji Cheng was already standing at the lectern.
“Everyone, hand in last Friday’s advanced math homework before the first class ends. Those who don’t will have to explain themselves to the teacher in the office.”
As she spoke, Ji Cheng glanced at Ming Xiaowei, who was clutching her head in frustration.
Ming Xiaowei never expected that, fresh into this world, it wouldn’t be the female lead who left her speechless—but advanced math homework.
As soon as Ji Cheng sat down, Ming Xiaowei scooted over to her.
Class hadn’t started yet, so she still had time to negotiate.
“I’ll help compile your anti-Zhao Qinghan roast quotes. Can you do my homework for me?”
Ming Xiaowei refused to let advanced math trip her up on the path to sending the female lead to a mental hospital.
Besides, getting on Ji Cheng’s good side was crucial—she probably had a treasure trove of Zhao Qinghan’s scandals.
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