Ming Xiaowei had no idea that her unintentional action would alter the emotional trajectory between the male lead, Xiao Moyun, and the female lead.
If Zhao Qinghan hadn’t had such terrible luck today, she wouldn’t have lost her temper and beaten someone up on the street in front of Xiao Moyun.
Her first impression was completely ruined.
So when Si woke Ming Xiaowei up and told her that Zhao Qinghan had been taken to the police station, Ming Xiaowei’s mind was still buzzing.
"Did she have an episode?"
"No, she beat up some obsessive fans so badly they ended up with multiple fractures. Those people are barely clinging to life in the hospital," Si explained helplessly.
Ming Xiaowei: "…"
Sure, obsessive fans are annoying, but beating them to the point of multiple fractures…
That’s just way too extreme.
Only the female lead could pull off something like this. A normal person wouldn’t even think of doing it.
Seems like that "emo notebook" really came in handy.
Ming Xiaowei glanced at the movie playing, which was nearly over, then left the theater. She hadn’t seen anything—just wasted fifty bucks on a place to nap.
When she took the elevator down to the first floor, the glaring sunlight left her completely dazed.
She had no idea what to do next.
In her old world, she could at least hang out with the main leads, but now she didn’t even know where they were.
The original owner of this body didn’t have many friends either.
Maybe… she should just move back into the girls’ dorm?
Then again, the original owner had applied to live off-campus precisely because she couldn’t stand living with those people.
"Si, why don’t you come out and grab some skewers with me?" Ming Xiaowei looked around and spotted a decent-looking skewer shop nearby.
Honestly, arguing with Zhao Qinghan’s fans online was way more fun.
Si: "…"
"No," she flat-out refused.
"What, are you too ugly to show your face?" Ming Xiaowei teased, stroking her chin.
Ten minutes later, Ming Xiaowei saw Si in person for the first time at a street corner.
A… scrawny little bean sprout.
Ming Xiaowei stared at the little girl in front of her, who looked no older than seven or eight. The girl had a single ponytail, wore a pink long-sleeve shirt with jeans, and radiated energy and cheerfulness. But Ming Xiaowei was deep in thought.
This… didn’t match Si’s voice at all.
"Did you use a voice changer before?" Ming Xiaowei asked, heartbroken.
"You’re the voice changer! Your whole family’s voice changers!" the little girl, Si, snapped back in a childish voice.
Damn it. If her soul weren’t incomplete, she could’ve altered her aura and taken on any form without Ming Xiaowei noticing. But as things stood, she could only manifest as a little girl.
Ming Xiaowei had never imagined Si would look like this.
How was this any different from raising a daughter?
Her dreams were shattered.
"I always thought you’d be a cool, elegant beauty. What a letdown," Ming Xiaowei sighed, knowing she’d never be able to look at Si the same way again.
Si didn’t hesitate. She pointed at a nearby alley and said, "Should I just leave, then?"
After a moment’s thought, Ming Xiaowei dragged Si into the skewer shop. With a little girl in tow, the staff treated them extra kindly—even mixing their dipping sauces for them.
"I really don’t get why people like this stuff," Si muttered, swinging her legs while sitting on the chair.
"You just kicked my stockings," Ming Xiaowei said flatly.
Si: "…"
She looked down and saw a black footprint smudged on the white stockings covering Ming Xiaowei’s knee.
Si understood.
"Want me to kick it again and turn them into black stockings? Maybe Ji Cheng would like that?"
Ming Xiaowei decided she was done talking to Si. No matter what form she took, her words were always just as infuriating. She distinctly remembered Si being gentle when they first met.
Had she… misremembered?
"Alright, just eat your food and shut up. We’ll head back soon," Ming Xiaowei said, piling a few skewers of vegetables onto Si’s plate before focusing on her own meal.
What Ming Xiaowei didn’t notice was the tender, affectionate look in Si’s eyes the moment she looked down.
This was the first time Si had interacted with Ming Xiaowei in her true form.
Even though…
Si glanced at her own chubby little arms.
The meal went smoothly. Before they parted ways, Ming Xiaowei bought Si a huge bag of Alpenliebe lollipops as a token of gratitude for keeping her, a lonely soul, company.
"Don’t eat too many, or you’ll get cavities. Oh, and at your age, you should sleep more—stop staying up later than a rooster and waking up earlier than one," Ming Xiaowei nagged like a mother hen.
Si rolled her eyes, hugged the bag of lollipops tightly, and disappeared into the alley in the blink of an eye.
Ming Xiaowei didn’t call Master Wang to pick her up. Instead, she took a taxi back to her villa.
Her phone notifications had dwindled—probably because she’d been ignoring most messages.
But when she checked Weibo, Ming Xiaowei realized Zhao Qinghan’s fans were too busy whitewashing her assault incident to bother attacking her.
Their justification was simple:
"If those creeps hadn’t harassed our queen, she would never have lashed out! Women are already suffering enough in this world—harassed in real life and cyberbullied online. Don’t you people realize this is a crime?"
"Exactly! Our queen is a badass, standing up for all women. Those kinds of people deserve to be beaten to a pulp!"
Ming Xiaowei replied to each comment under the post:
"Oh yeah, totally! Our queen loves biting people too. Those guys didn’t even lay a hand on her—was it because they thought she was ugly? How could this happen? I’m devastated! Why didn’t those beasts just bite her to death?"
Just as Ming Xiaowei hoped, a flood of furious fans swarmed her replies.
"Living under a bridge, spreading nonsense wherever you go."
"I hope you apply this same energy to your own life."
" you "
After being bombarded with insults, Ming Xiaowei felt oddly satisfied.
This was way more fun.
Just as she was gleefully replying to messages, she noticed a familiar name among the likes—
"OrangeNotCold."
Hah. This woman only cared about the online world.
But what Ming Xiaowei never expected was receiving a private message just minutes later.
The sender’s profile picture was an orange.
"Hey bestie! Are you a fan of Ji Cheng? We have a fan group—wanna join?"
It was a moderator from OrangeNotCold’s fan group.
Only because Ji Cheng had liked Ming Xiaowei’s post did the moderator even notice this "new fan."
Ming Xiaowei glanced at her two QQ accounts. One was her old fandom account, now useless—everyone knew it, and she got daily hate messages.
So she used her personal account instead.
This account barely had any contacts, just university group chats. Ming Xiaowei rarely used it, usually just leaving it logged in.
After verifying her identity with the moderator, she was added to OrangeNotCold’s fan group.
Holy crap!
Two thousand members—and this was just one of the groups.
No wonder Pinduoduo group buys got fulfilled so fast.
This site is about to undergo a major upgrade, adding more books and faster chapter updates.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
