Hearing this, Little Wei immediately sensed danger.
She had only agreed to go for a walk.
If it were just Si accompanying her, a walk would truly be just a walk. But with Yuan Qiaoqiao? That was an entirely different story.
This would never be a simple stroll.
Something was bound to happen.
Weighing the situation, Little Wei genuinely felt it would be better to keep her distance from Yuan Qiaoqiao.
"Does sister hate me?" Yuan Qiaoqiao asked, noticing Little Wei's reluctance. She tugged lightly at Little Wei's sleeve, her eyes tinged with sorrow, as if deeply hurt.
Oh no.
Damn it!
Little Wei couldn’t handle that expression—especially when Yuan Qiaoqiao was wearing Si’s face. The resemblance was uncanny, striking straight at her heart.
"If it's just a walk… fine," Little Wei conceded after a long hesitation.
Chi Mu could only give her a look that said, "You're on your own," before turning and leaving.
Less than a minute later, Little Wei already regretted her decision. Walking with Yuan Qiaoqiao was terrifying—her whole body prickled with unease.
Fortunately, Yuan Qiaoqiao didn’t do anything unusual. She simply walked beside Little Wei in silence.
Little Wei rubbed the goosebumps on her arms as raindrops began to fall, cold and sharp, sending shivers down her spine.
It was freezing.
Who knew it could even rain in the Void? That was unexpected.
"Sister," Yuan Qiaoqiao finally spoke.
Little Wei nearly bit her tongue in surprise, but before she could react, warmth enveloped her.
Yuan Qiaoqiao had draped her own coat over Little Wei’s shoulders.
When it came to thoughtfulness, Yuan Qiaoqiao was second to none. The gesture softened Little Wei’s heart.
After all, they had once shared peaceful times—though Little Wei missed the version of Yuan Qiaoqiao before she turned dark.
That sweet, adorable girl.
"It's raining—maybe we should head back?" Little Wei suggested, suddenly homesick.
But Yuan Qiaoqiao wasn’t about to let this rare chance slip away.
"It’s fine. I checked—there are a few inns ahead."
Hard to believe, but even the edge of the Abyss had inns.
The Void was like an expansive cultivation realm, but far more complex. These "inns" were actually high-tech, portable structures that could shrink and move.
When they arrived, luckily, there were no other guests. Little Wei handed Yuan Qiaoqiao’s coat back.
"There, that’s better," she said, no longer feeling the cold.
Even as a deity, the Void’s chill was unlike anything in the mortal world.
"Sister… can you stay with me?" Yuan Qiaoqiao whispered again.
Little Wei wished she would just shut up.
Ugh.
If this continued, her waist would be ruined.
"You really want this?" Little Wei fidgeted, her whole body tensing.
Could she refuse?
But Yuan Qiaoqiao seemed to have her figured out. She wrapped her arms around Little Wei, burying her face against her chest.
"Sister."
She used Si’s signature sweet, playful tone—soft and endearing.
Who could resist that?
"Fine. Just for now," Little Wei relented, utterly disarmed.
Blame it on Yuan Qiaoqiao’s bewitching charm.
Yuan Qiaoqiao led her inside, and before Little Wei could react, her back was against the bed.
"Are we really doing this, Qiao-mei?" Little Wei was already trembling.
Ugh, so scared.
What a mess.
"Little Wei, it’s not like it’s our first time. You’re acting like I should be calling you sister," Yuan Qiaoqiao teased, slightly thrown by Little Wei’s reaction.
Little Wei: "…"
Oh.
So that’s how it is?
"Calling you ‘sister’ is beneath me. No way."
Little Wei prided herself on her dignity—she wasn’t about to become Yuan Qiaoqiao’s pet.
That would be utterly humiliating.
Yuan Qiaoqiao chuckled but said nothing, leaning in as her clothes slipped to the floor. She kissed Little Wei’s cheek.
"Since you said that… don’t blame me for being ruthless."
Hearing this, Little Wei nervously shut her eyes, too afraid to even look at that face.
She was already shaking.
Yet despite her fear, what was bound to happen happened.
By the end, she couldn’t even lift a finger, her arms limp as cotton. She was practically a plush toy waiting to be snatched away.
In the end, Si had to step in to salvage the disaster.
If Little Wei weren’t a deity, she might have perished by now.
"She really is…" Si sighed, massaging Little Wei’s arms.
Little Wei nearly laughed.
"You could’ve controlled her. What were you thinking?" She wasn’t fooled.
Yuan Qiaoqiao wasn’t the same as before. Without Si’s tacit permission, she wouldn’t have gone this far.
Something was fishy.
Si looked awkward. "Well… maybe I got carried away too?"
Her tone was innocent, but Little Wei wasn’t buying it.
"At least ten skewers, or I won’t forgive you."
Si: "…"
Of course. Nothing soothed Little Wei like food.
Thanks to Yuan Qiaoqiao’s past world, she’d turned into a full-blown foodie.
It was almost funny—but Si held back her smile.
Stay composed.
"By the way, how’s 005 doing?" Little Wei asked.
Aside from Si, 005 was the only system still dutifully at her post—a quiet, well-behaved girl.
Had Little Wei not met the newly appointed 009, she’d never have guessed how formidable 005 was.
009 was already impressive—a genius cultivator in her past life. But 005…
Little Wei tapped her chin. "What’s her deal? Was she a cultivator too?"
"Ah…" Si hesitated. "Honestly, I don’t know. She’s always been low-key in the system, even arrived before me. I just took over from my predecessor."
"She’s been around that long, yet isn’t one of the original 001 to 003?" Little Wei was stunned.
Si smiled faintly.
"No clue. The company files don’t have any records of her past life. If you want answers, you’d have to ask her directly."
Little Wei thought for a moment, then shook her head.
"Never mind."
Si nodded. "Her last host has graduated, though. She’ll probably start looking for a new one soon."
Little Wei paused, then grinned.
"Got it. Guess it’s time to say goodbye to some people."
"Then may your future be as bright as brocade—this is everyone's wish."
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
