My sister, whom I raised, has turned evil after faking her death for three years.

Su Qing sighed. She never expected that she, who was worried about having only a thousand yuan left last night, would become a little rich woman this morning...

Wait, why did she subconsciously think of the phrase "little rich girl"?

Su Qing thought about it, and then shuddered. This was indeed a bit scary. Had she really completely lost herself as a boy?

Su Qing looked down at her current body, then thought about the clothes, food, speech, and walking habits she had developed over the past seven years, and felt that it didn't seem so bad...

Looking at the number on the card in her hand, she smiled and kissed the card. Oh well, a little rich girl it is. Who would turn down money?

Jiang Ran watched her sister kiss the card again and again, and her fingers slowly tightened around the control lever, the metal making a soft metallic twisting sound.

She felt like she had made another mistake... If she had known her sister would be so happy to receive the money, she should have given it to her herself.

The expression on her sister's face when she kissed the card, the way her eyes crinkled with laughter, the playful yet smug tone in which she muttered "little rich girl"... all of these should have belonged to her.

After kissing the card, Su Qing turned it over and looked at it again, but the smile on her lips slowly faded.

"If Xiao Ran were here... I wonder how she's doing now... With this money, I could buy her lots of delicious food."

She muttered as she carefully put the card into her pocket, the sudden surge of joy from before being somewhat diluted by her longing.

Then she asked the system, "System, I can't go to Xiao Ran, but could I buy some things for her and send them to her? I promise I won't reveal who I am."

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Hearing the hint of expectation in Su Qing's words, the system remained silent for a moment.

It originally intended to continue with the argument that the fate line could not be interfered with after it was broken, since this was the underlying rule of the fate completion system, a clause that it had clearly stated when it signed the contract with Su Qing. However, from the moment when Jiang Ran and Su Qing's fate line was actually reconnected in a way that even it could not fully analyze, this rule should be abolished.

The problem is that it had already published this rule as an inviolable contract to the host, and now asking it to go back to it is tantamount to admitting that the underlying rules can be broken.

For a fate completion system that is based on logic and rules, this is tantamount to self-denial.

What's more, it is currently being watched by two pairs of eyes at the same time... one from its host, Su Qing, filled with cautious anticipation.

Another figure, Jiang Ran, appeared from behind the full-length mirror, carrying with her a low-pressure atmosphere as if a storm was brewing.

After calculating for a moment, the system chose to remain silent, neither saying yes nor no.

Su Qing waited a few seconds without receiving a response. Remembering how decisive the system had been, she assumed it wouldn't work and sighed without saying anything more.

Just then, there was a knock at the door, and Xiao Zhi's voice softly sounded through the door: "Miss Su, breakfast is ready. Are you up?"

Su Qing responded, put away her bank card and ID card, and turned to get the black dress hanging on the clothes rack.

She didn't really want to wear a skirt, always feeling chilly and insecure, but she had no other clothes to change into, and couldn't very well go out in a bathrobe.

In the dark room, Jiang Ran watched as her sister picked up the dress again, and her brows furrowed slightly.

She picked up her phone and sent a short message to Xiaozhi.

Xiaozhi was standing in the living room when she saw the command pop up on her phone. Although she didn't quite understand it, she immediately turned around and did it.

Su Qing pushed open the bedroom door and walked into the living room. Xiao Zhi was standing by the dining table, where several exquisite breakfast items were laid out on a food cart. When she saw Su Qing, she couldn't help but marvel inwardly; this Miss Su was truly beautiful.

However, she quickly withdrew her admiring gaze, picked up a neatly folded light gray casual outfit from the side, and greeted her with a smile: "Ms. Su, the sun is quite strong outside today. If you're going out for a stroll, wearing a skirt might not be very convenient. This casual outfit is provided by the hotel; the fabric is breathable and it provides better sun protection. Would you like to try it on?"

Su Qing looked down at her dress, then at the comfortable-looking casual outfit in Xiao Zhi's hand, and her eyes lit up.

This was like a godsend, just when she was feeling sleepy; she was worried about having to go out in a skirt.

She took the clothes, thanked him, and turned to go back to her bedroom.

The bedroom door closed behind her, but not completely shut.

Su Qing stood by the bed, took off her black dress, and changed into a light gray casual outfit.

The top was made of soft and lightweight fabric, and the pants had a loose, wide-leg design, making them both comfortable and stylish to wear.

She straightened her collar in front of the mirror and nodded in satisfaction.

In the living room, Xiaozhi was placing breakfast items one by one from the cart onto the table. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the crack in the door that wasn't closed properly, and then she suddenly stopped.

Through the crack in the door, one could see Su Qing's back as she changed clothes. On her beautifully contoured, fair back, like mutton-fat jade, were clusters of pale crimson blossoms.

The marks spread down from the back of the neck to the shoulder blades, arranged in a staggered pattern, as if someone had carefully painted a watercolor flower on a white canvas with the tip of their lips.

Xiao Zhi's gaze lingered on the beautiful spring scenery for less than a second before she abruptly looked away, a faint blush involuntarily rising to her cheeks.

She seemed to understand what her mistress's feelings were for Miss Su... It wasn't just sisterly affection; it was something deeper, more intense, and something that no one else could touch.

Then she felt a chill coming from behind her, climbing up her spine, icy cold.

Xiao Zhi swallowed and slowly turned her head. As expected, she saw the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror in the living room. Of course, she knew what was on the other side of the mirror, and she also knew who was standing behind it.

And that gaze, capable of freezing a person into an icicle, was now fixed intently on her through the mirror.

Almost reflexively, Xiao Zhi gently closed Su Qing's door, then turned around and made a perfectly standard silent pleading gesture in front of the full-length mirror, clasping her hands together above her head and silently moving her lips: "Miss, I didn't see anything, I really didn't see anything, please don't send me to the African branch."

That gaze remained coldly fixed on her, as if assessing whether her action of closing the door was swift enough, decisive enough, and sufficient to demonstrate her unwavering loyalty.

Xiao Zhi kept her hands clasped together, not daring to breathe, feeling like crying. Lin Zhi, how could you let Miss Su's beauty ruin your important plans!