Where is this?

Ning Qiluo sat in the car, the window already rolled down, her eyes full of curiosity as she gazed at the grand castle with its towering spires.

Before she could hear the driver's reply, the car door was pulled open.

Outside, the butler, dressed in a tailcoat, bowed to greet her: "Welcome home, young lady."

Ning Qiluo froze, not daring to move.

What's going on?

Was she asleep and dreaming?

The moment Ning Qiluo got out of the car, she was completely dazed.

It wasn't until Jones and Edith appeared that Ning Qiluo finally regained a little bit of her senses.

Only then did I realize that I wasn't dreaming.

Jones: "Miss Ning, welcome home."

Edith: "Miss Ning, welcome home."

Ning Qiluo asked, completely bewildered, "When did I get such a big castle??"

Jones and Edith exchanged a smile, then said to Ning Qiluo in unison, "Miss Ning, this mansion was purchased by Mr. Qi for 1.8 billion RMB on your 18th birthday, which is the Pineapple Estate under your name."

Ning Qiluo: "..."

Pineapple Manor...

1.8 billion...

It just...it happened so suddenly...

Edith found Ning Qiluo's reaction adorable and smiled as she told her, "Miss Ning hasn't regained her memory yet, so it's natural that these things are unfamiliar to her. It's alright, the doctor said your memory is slowly returning to normal."

Ning Qiluo: It's true that you're slowly regaining your memories!

For example, when filming the archery scene today, she was startled by the horse, which reminded her that she had actually practiced shooting before. And after today, she vaguely realized that she seemed to have many other skills.

"The driver brought me here. Am I going to stay here tonight?" Ning Qiluo asked.

Jones replied, "Yes, Miss Ning, Mr. Qi's private jet will arrive in Beicheng at 9:00 AM tomorrow morning. After the immigration interview, the plane will land on the rooftop of Pineapple Manor at 11:30 AM."

After listening to what Jones had to say.

Ning Qiluo looked at the enormous mansion before her; it was so big, like a palace. She turned and left, saying, "My things haven't been moved in yet, I can't sleep soundly."

Edith stepped forward and said, "Miss Ning, everything in the apartment has been copied over."

Ning Qiluo: "..."

Oh! It's nothing!

Maybe she was brought back to inherit the family fortune!

What's the panic? Don't panic!

The butler led the way, with Edith and Jones following behind Ning Qiluo.

Six bodyguards stood in a row outside the gate, while inside were Filipino maids dressed as maids.

From the bodyguards outside to the Filipino maids inside, everyone bowed respectfully upon seeing Ning Qiluo, saying, "Welcome home, Miss."

Enter through the gate.

The lobby is a ten-meter-high, arched atrium with a skylight visible from the top floor. Spiral staircases on both sides wind their way up. Magnificent crystal chandeliers hang from the top floor, and the walls are adorned with luxurious lighting fixtures that have been around for a century. World-renowned paintings hang on the wainscoting.

Along the way in.

Ning Qiluo thought she would find everything strange, after all, she was a country bumpkin.

Surprisingly, she showed no interest in those luxuries.

The further I went in, the more familiar it felt.

She no longer seemed to need the butler to lead the way; she could find the right direction on her own.

Now she's certain she really did live here.

The housekeeper, dressed in uniform, came to greet them. Despite being such a serious and rigid person, her smile softened and became calm when she saw Ning Qiluo.

As she walked, Ning Qiluo spotted two familiar figures.

His eyes lit up instantly, and he dashed over there—