After signing the lease renewal agreement, Mu Yiran rushed back to school when her phone rang.
She pulled her phone out of her heavy wool coat, the jade bracelet and necklace on her wrist clinking together.
"Hello, Mu Mu?"
A cacophony of shouts filled the air, but Mu Yiran waited as if it were nothing new.
She raised her hand, and the jade bracelet, translucent like ice in the sunlight, shimmered faintly.
"Hey! Mu Yiran, are you listening?!" A shout came from the receiver, as if the person was far away from the phone.
"Mumu, I just got a really pretty bracelet." Mu Yiran held her wrist close to her phone and shook it.
"That was around noon, right? Have you eaten yet?"
"It seems to have been left by my mother."
"Have you received your exchange student notification yet? Didn't you say you were supposed to come to school a couple of days early to relax?"
"I've never made jade jewelry before, and this is perfect material!"
Mo Mumu's patience wore thin, and she stopped typing the pathology report. "Oh!"
Mu Yiran immediately straightened her posture. "Dinner's ready. The notification has been sent out, and the plane tickets are booked."
“Okay, then you—” Mo Mumu’s voice was interrupted by a sudden male voice, “Dr. Mo, where is the report I asked for?”
Mu Yiran: "!!"
She immediately turned on the speakerphone and held the phone to her ear, but she couldn't hear anything. After a few seconds, she heard Mo Mumu's hushed voice.
"I'm hanging up now. Don't look at your phone while you're walking, you hear me! Send the text message when you get to school."
The phone call was abruptly ended.
Frustrated at failing to get her chance to watch the drama unfold, Mu Yiran threw a hook punch at the air, only to run into an elderly sanitation worker walking towards her.
Mu Yiran: "......"
Sorry to bother you.
Under the old man's disdainful gaze, she quickly hailed a taxi and sped away.
As long as she runs fast enough, the social death can't catch her.
Meanwhile, it benefits the country.
Mo Mumu quickly printed out the report and handed it to Guan Shiyan, who was standing to the side.
The phone on the table vibrated, and the lock screen wallpaper showed a photo of Mo Mumu and Mu Yiran.
The girl in the picture has a bright and beautiful face.
Guan Shiyan glanced at it, took the report, and turned to leave.
———
Mu Yiran sat lazily in the back seat playing on her phone. She habitually read the comments on Bilibili and Weibo, then opened "Discover" and Weibo automatically refreshed.
A post appeared in front of her.
[Bai Shengsheng, the former jewelry design goddess.]
Mu Yiran, whose major was a perfect match, clicked on the link directly.
This is a report about a blogger's interview with Bai Shengsheng, a former jewelry genius designer, 13 years ago.
The blogger briefly described visiting Bai Shengsheng's home and her jewelry design studio.
Unfortunately, the place where Bai Shengsheng lived was destroyed by fire not long afterward.
The post was very short; you could scroll to the bottom in no time, and there was a picture at the very bottom.
It's a family photo; Bai Shengsheng was already married at the time, a family portrait.
Holy crap, this family is so good-looking!
Mu Yiran was drooling over the screen, especially attracted by the boy standing behind Bai Shengsheng.
Her fair face was adorned with large, round phoenix eyes and red lips with pearly rosy lips; her face shape was exceptional.
She had never seen such a delicate and alluring appearance before. The boy's indifferent face still carried a hint of childishness, but one could already glimpse his proud and heroic figure when he grew up.
The taxi driver stopped across from the school gate, and she quickly scanned the code to pay and got out of the car.
The zebra crossing at the school gate turned green, and Mu Yiran skipped across, looking at her phone as she ran. There was a line of text under the photo.
—Bai Shengsheng with her husband (Shi Yan) and son (Shi Youxi) in front of the courtyard 10 years ago.
That name sounds high-class.
What's your name, Shi You?
On the left side of the road, a young man wearing yellow rabbit ears sped by on his electric scooter.
He saw the girl suddenly stop in the middle of the road ahead, and slammed on the brakes. "Holy crap!"
A sharp, piercing horn blared, followed by a deafening "Boom—Crack!"
Even when Mu Yiran fell to the ground, she still remembered to protect the jade bracelet on her wrist and was still thinking about holding her phone.
It doesn't matter. She's a strong woman who will get up and delete her browser history even if she gets knocked down!
A strong woman will definitely listen to Mo Mumu next time.
Also, whatever you do, don't let it make the news; she's not wearing makeup today!
Mu Yiran closed her eyes and fainted.
......
"Miss Mu, Miss Mu..."
Who's calling her? Is it the nurse?
"Miss Mu, wake up, it's time."
Mu Yiran felt a tap on her shoulder and immediately opened her eyes, "Ah!"
The man frowned slightly, then said expressionlessly, "Miss Mu, we should go in."
Mu Yiran felt dizzy and didn't understand what was going on for a moment. Urged by the middle-aged man in front of her, she stood up and followed him.
Hiss, why don't I feel any pain at all?
Who is this person, and where is she?
Is she still asleep, or is this a dream?
After walking a few steps, Mu Yiran looked around and found that there was another villa in the opposite direction, and she was sitting in a courtyard between the villa and the villa.
This courtyard looks somewhat familiar.
"From today onwards, Miss Mu will take care of the young master's daily life in accordance with the requirements of the contract."
ah?
"Your room is right next to the young master's, which is more convenient."
ha?
After walking through the corridor and pushing open the heavy door to enter the room, the man took a box from the cabinet next to him and handed it to Mu Yiran.
"This is your uniform. Please change into it quickly, as the young master's nap time is about to end."
Huh?!
She couldn't hold back any longer after being bombarded with three questions.
"Excuse me, where is this place?" Mu Yiran asked, taking the box.
The man showed no impatience and said, word by word, "This is the Blue Mountain Manor in the capital of the country of Liguo. We are currently in the western part of the manor. This is the young master's residence. The central courtyard and the eastern suburbs are the residences of the madam and the master. You cannot go there without permission."
What is that?
She can understand each word individually, so why can't she understand them when they're put together?
Before she could ask any more questions, a young girl walked up and pulled her into a nearby rest room.
Five minutes later.
Mu Yiran stood in front of the full-length mirror, looking at herself repeatedly, but even with her extremely limited vocabulary, she couldn't find any other words.
Yes, she was wearing a maid outfit.
A maid outfit that reaches to the ankles, with a white bib and a bow tie.
"You've changed, is the size right?" The young girl walked over and looked at her curiously.
"Why are we dressed differently?" Mu Yiran asked, looking at the black uniform she was wearing.
"Because you belong exclusively to the young master, you don't need to do the same work as us, so you look better."
"Exclusive? Good-looking?"
"Yes, it was custom-made according to the young master's request."
Mu Yiran looked at the girl's envious eyes with a complicated expression, and gave a forced smile.
There were two uniforms in the box. The one she was wearing was black and white and had a fairly standard style.
The other set is light blue, with luxurious and intricate lace on top, and you can vaguely see the plush headdress and leather bracelet underneath.
Wow, this young master's playing is pretty twisted.
Is taking care of his daily life the same as what we call "daily routine"?
Mu Yiran's lips twitched. Oh well, it's just a dream anyway, might as well treat it as a game of Dreamy Nikki.
At that moment, she was still unaware of the seriousness of the problem.
"Let's go, let's get out of here quickly." The girl opened another door to the room.
The moment Mu Yiran stepped outside, she got goosebumps.
Photos, all photos.
Various photos are hung high on both sides of the corridor outside the door.
There was almost only one person on each of the tables, and Mu Yiran had just met them.
Bai Shengsheng.
In the framed photos on the wall, Bai Shengsheng mostly stares straight ahead with a blank expression, which sends chills down Mu Yiran's spine.
There is one other person besides them.
Mu Yiran looked closely at the photo, and those distinctive phoenix eyes told her who it was.
"Who is this person, Shi You?"
The girl walking in front turned around and saw Mu Yiran with a strange expression. She walked over and said, "This is Madam and Young Master."
"Is this young master's surname Shi?" Mu Yiran asked stiffly.
"Yes, the young master's surname is Shi and his given name is Youxi."
The girl looked at the photo and sighed. The young master's name was as handsome and pleasant to hear as he was. She was about to ask Mu Yiran for her opinion when she felt a sharp pain in her arm. She turned her head and saw Mu Yiran's pale face.
"What year is it now?!"
“2010, you—” Before he could finish speaking, the person beside him rushed out.
Mu Yiran ran frantically through the rest area at the speed of an 800-meter sprint towards the finish line. After passing through the heavy door and the long corridor, she returned to the place where she had just opened her eyes.
Standing in the middle of the spacious courtyard, everything around me is clearly visible in the sunlight.
How could she not recognize her?
Isn't this the background of the group photo she saw before she was hit?
Mu Yiran slapped herself hard on the forehead; it hurt more than being hit by the phone.
As a seasoned online novel enthusiast with 10 years of reading experience, she could only think of one possibility.
So, she wasn't dreaming.
Has she...time-traveled?!
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