Zhao Shuyan has been doing very well at work lately, and her superiors are very impressed with her. She is the most valued person in the entire group.

And she did not disappoint this trust, consistently achieving KPIs that were significantly higher than others.

Logically, Zhao Shuyan should be satisfied. Her family's financial situation wasn't very good; it was only at a normal level. When she was studying at Peking University, her mother fell ill and needed a lot of medical expenses.

Therefore, Zhao Shuyan desperately needed money. She earned a monthly salary twice as high as her peers, but she still felt unsatisfied when she woke up in the middle of the night.

She didn't know if she was being too greedy, or what.

It wasn't until a few days ago, in the middle of the night, that she suddenly realized what was wrong.

Zhao Shuyan had a very long dream. The story in the dream was completely different from her current situation, yet it had a strikingly similar plot.

She was instantly smitten by the aloof young master of the Zhou family. When she was drugged on the cruise ship, he rescued her. The sea breeze made her shiver, and the man kindly lent her his coat.

Later we found out who was the culprit.

They also sent someone to apologize to her.

The plot of the story was completely different from what she experienced. Zhou Ji did not fall in love with her at first sight, and he didn't even remember her name.

She wasn't invited to have dinner alone at the company's private banquet after the annual meeting.

There was no ambiguity whatsoever, and no possibility of taking things further.

The most fundamental difference was that Zhou Ji and Jiang Yue looked much more loving than she had dreamed of. In the photos of them together that the media had painstakingly taken in magazines and newspapers, the man's eyes were lowered as he looked at the woman with a deep and unyielding affection.

He loved her very much.

Eyes don't lie.

Zhao Shuyan seemed to have lost everything, everything that should have belonged to her.

She was not targeted, framed, or harmed by Jiang Yue, and Jiang Yue did not become a notorious and universally hated rat.

The ending in my dream was so beautiful it felt unreal.

She became best friends with Qin Qin, and by a twist of fate, she met Qin Qin's cold-faced older brother, who held a high position. The man seemed to treat her like a younger sister.

The evildoers received their just deserts, while the kind-hearted girl gained love, friendship, and family.

This dream was so beautiful.

So much so that when Zhao Shuyan woke up, she still couldn't quite accept it. Was it really just a dream? Or was this everything she was meant to have? Or had it been artificially altered?

During her youth, Zhao Shuyan often read novels, and her wildly imaginative ideas might just come true.

She thought of Jiang Yue's sudden and dramatic change in personality.

Nothing extraordinary happened back then that could cause such a drastic change in a person's temperament. Unless…

Zhao Shuyan felt she was close to the correct answer.

Just like her now, Jiang Yue knew the plot in advance, which is why she made the changes.

Was she reborn?

Zhao Shuyan didn't find the idea absurd at all. The world is vast and full of wonders, and only this could explain it.

Her meeting with Qin Zhao at the restaurant tonight was exactly the same as the scene in her dream.

This almost confirmed to her that Jiang Yue had altered her life.

However, Qin Zhao's attitude towards her was much colder than she had imagined. Upon closer observation, it was clear that he didn't take her seriously at all.

Zhao Shuyan has made up her mind; she's going to risk everything to take back what's rightfully hers.

The group had barely begun exchanging pleasantries when Jiang Yue suddenly appeared and interrupted her before she even had a chance to join the conversation.

After answering Qin Zhao's question, Jiang Yue quietly looked at the woman not far behind him. Every time she saw Zhao Shuyan, she would take a second look.

Otherwise, I'll never remember this face.

Jiang Yue had no other thoughts, not jealousy or anything else, she was just very curious about what a face favored by luck looked like.

Why doesn't she have that kind of good luck?

It's like you can just trip and fall and find money, even piles of hundred-yuan bills. In short, the other party can take advantage of any bargain or good thing.

Putting everything else aside, Zhao Shuyan seems to be getting prettier and prettier. Her skin is fair with a healthy pinkish tint, and her eyes are big and expressive.

I wonder if her good brother has already fallen for her.

Jiang Yue wasn't interested at all; in fact, she found it rather dull.

Seeing that she was looking intently, Qin Zhao followed her gaze and glanced behind him, but didn't see anything particularly noteworthy. He asked in a low voice, "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Yue looked away and shook her head: "It's nothing."

She then asked, "Brother, what are you doing here?"

Jiang Yue's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and her pretty face was full of composure. She was completely unaware that her words, spoken unintentionally, had caused a huge uproar, like a stone thrown into a lake.

Brother? Brother? Brother?

When did Qin Bu become her brother?

Only a minority of people know about this, and the Qin family is unlikely to hold a press conference to inform the public that the Qin family switched babies back then.

This secrecy is known only to those within the same social circle.

The news naturally spread more slowly. Those with extensive connections at the TV station might have heard a little about it, but they wouldn't dare to confirm it and would remain skeptical.

After all, there are plenty of people in this circle who vaguely portray themselves as virtuous.

She vaguely hinted that she had powerful backers and an extraordinary family background, leading people to mistakenly believe that she was a rich heiress.

After being fooled many times, one gradually becomes more vigilant.

Qin Zhao said, "It's a restaurant owned by a friend. He invited me to come and sit down."

After the man finished speaking, he looked at the people following behind her. There were men and women, and they seemed to be of different ages. He had a hunch: "Are they all your colleagues?"

Jiang Yue nodded: "Mm."

Qin Zhao held the child in one arm, looking completely at ease. He walked up to her colleagues, shedding his cold political demeanor and becoming as gentle as an approachable older brother. He said, "I'm A-Yue's brother. I hope you can take good care of her at work."

The director, producer, and others were sweating profusely.

Even the most amiable men in high positions exude a sense of oppression that makes people tense. They smiled obsequiously and said, "Mr. Qin, what are you saying? It's all our duty. Don't worry, Ms. Jiang is young, and everyone takes good care of her. She's an excellent host at the station, so we don't need to worry about her at all. It's Ms. Jiang who should be more tolerant of us, who have a bit of a temper."

Qin Zhao smiled slightly and said in a light tone, "Thank you for your hard work."

He paused for a moment, then said politely, "You haven't eaten yet, have you? Please take a seat and order whatever you like; it'll be on my tab."

The producer bowed and scraped, saying, "You're too kind."

The pressure was so intense that some of the younger ones couldn't take it and quickly made their escape, finding a seat by the window and sitting down.

Only when I wasn't so scared did I dare to steal a few glances at this youngest and most handsome minister in history.

Jiang Yue was still standing in front of him, so she had to tilt her head slightly to talk to him, looking at the boy he was holding: "Put him down, I'm going to take him to eat."

Qin Zhao said, "That's perfect, I haven't eaten either."

Jiang Yue exclaimed, "Aren't you going with Zhao Shuyan?"

Qin Zhao stopped, a hint of doubt in his eyes: "You mean?"

Jiang Yue turned to the side and pointed to a girl in a beige knitted dress near the dining table. The girl seemed to be looking in their direction as well. Their eyes met in mid-air. This time, the girl did not flinch and appeared much more confident.

Jiang Yue paused for a second, then quickly came to her senses: "They were the people who were standing with you just now."

"One of them."

"The prettiest one, the youngest one."