[Data updated.]
Your full name is Qiao Zhen.
May you live to the age of a tortoise and crane: 10,000+ years, an unpredictable number.
To decide the male and female: female.
Miyan Nili: No cheat codes.
He was knowledgeable in everything: dance, poetry, tea ceremony, embroidery... He seemed to know a little about everything but was actually good at nothing.
Rare finds: Risk detector bracelet, Qiankun bag, Qingming lamp, King of Glory pesticide, little pony, 123 candy beans, little chrysanthemum body, mood thermometer, mobile phone, Wi-Fi, some data, wheelchair, 666 gold bars
Too numerous to mention: 5/x
Difficulty Update: Five stars.
All efforts were in vain: Go to hell! Living is a waste of air.
[Data update complete. Please select the next option: Start the next task or transfer data.]
Qiao Zhen: [Data sent.]
The original owner, Qiao Zhen, was a little girl from the slums. She had a younger brother named He Zhao. The original owner took her mother's surname, while He Zhao took his father's surname. Because her family favored boys over girls, the female lead treated her brother very badly. However, the young brother still remembered the original owner's kindness. It was a true portrayal of "My sister abuses me a thousand times, but I treat her like a goddess."
He Zhao was abused by the original owner until he was eighteen years old, until the original owner sold He Zhao's business materials to He Zhao's competitors, and He Zhao was thus branded as a plagiarist.
But He Zhao was a chosen one. He smuggled himself abroad and obtained a fake ID card. Then, he used the power of a local bigwig to obtain a real ID card. In the end, he rose to become a bigwig and returned to China to coldly watch the original owner struggle in poverty.
Qiao Zhen's task now is to gain He Zhao's forgiveness and give him... loving care?
What the heck?
The system's mission is to ruin the family of the scumbag who deceived the original owner, causing his wife and children to be torn apart. The tribulation mission is to gain He Zhao's forgiveness and melt the coldness in his heart.
This isn't a tribulation-crossing mission, it's a tribulation-enduring mission! Since ancient times, those in power have never needed emotions; emotions are a burden. Only with a calm and still mind can one be immune to all poisons.
A message appeared on the system screen: "[He is now supreme, the chosen one of destiny. No one can defeat him; you can rest assured.]"
We can't be at ease anymore.
[Activate quest teleportation.]
A wave of dizziness washed over her, and Qiao Zhen found herself inside the original owner's body. She opened her eyes and saw demons and monsters reflected in the mirror. "Ha!"
Qiao Zhen took a big step back. Looking at the heavily made-up original owner in the mirror, she felt her heart stop beating. The original owner's thick, dark eyeshadow, her lips painted like a gaping maw, and her afro were simply an eyesore. Even Qiao Zhen, let alone a man, could hardly bear to look at her.
She immediately turned on the tap and washed off all the makeup on her face, revealing a pale, bloodless face. The original owner's features were fairly regular, and she could have looked decent if her complexion had been better.
The original owner had a faint hint of meanness between her brows, perhaps because she was picky and often frowned. There were two wrinkles between her brows, which made her look fierce.
Fortunately, Qiao is a peaceful girl. There is a reason why people's appearance reflects their inner state. As long as she maintains her mindset, the harshness between her brows will dissipate. It's just a matter of time.
After cleaning her face, Qiao Zhen came out of the bathroom, only to find a handsome man standing guard at the door. His imposing aura confirmed that he was the target of the mission.
Her face now looked completely different from her previous makeup, so He Zhao probably wouldn't recognize her. Therefore, Qiao Zhen coldly brushed past him.
He Zhao accurately grabbed her wrist, then released it as if touching a virus, and slowly wiped his fingers with a handkerchief from his suit pocket.
This is blatant insult, it's outrageous!
Qiao Zhen angrily wiped her hands on the man's suit, "Go ahead and take it off if you dare!"
The man unbuttoned his suit jacket and then casually tossed it onto the trash can.
Qiao Zhen didn't get angry but laughed instead. The smile in her eyes grew even brighter, but it didn't reach her eyes. She quickly rubbed her hand on the man's white shirt. "Hey, if you're so capable, why don't you stay home or go out naked? Otherwise, don't act like you have OCD. So pretentious."
He Zhao frowned and chuckled mockingly, "Eight years have passed, and your shamelessness has only increased, but your life has become increasingly decadent."
Qiao Zhen rolled her eyes. "Idiot."
As she walked effortlessly in her twelve-centimeter heels, she spotted a real estate tycoon staring in disbelief around the corner from the restroom.
Qiao Zhen then sent another "idiot" to him.
He Zhao couldn't actually run naked, so he could only keep wiping the places Qiao Zhen had touched with a handkerchief. The veins on his forehead were bulging, indicating that he couldn't bear it, but he still followed behind Qiao Zhen as if seeking torture. "You owed me eight years ago, shouldn't you repay it?"
Qiao Zhen turned around and looked at He Zhao as if he were an idiot. "You owe me for the first eighteen years of your life. You should be laughing all the way to the bank if I don't come after you. You still dare to talk nonsense."
He Zhao sensed something was wrong. The person in front of him was Qiao Zhen, yet not Qiao Zhen. He frowned slightly, but couldn't quite put his finger on what was amiss. His lips twitched a few times, but ultimately no sound came out.
Qiao Zhen, however, pressed on relentlessly, "You owe me for the first eighteen years, and I owe you for the next ten. There's an eight-year gap, but I won't hold it against you. Why don't you just continue to stand by and watch? Ha! It wouldn't look good for you, the top figure in China's business world, to have such a disgraceful sister, would it?"
A Rolls-Royce pulled up beside He Zhao. He Zhao looked at Qiao Zhen and said, "Get in."
Qiao Zhen's sarcasm was even more extreme than He Zhao's earlier. "No way! I only touched your clothes and you're already practically running around naked. If I sit in there, wouldn't millions be wasted? Don't stop me, okay?"
He Zhao roughly shoved Qiao Zhen into the car. He swept a sharp glance over and saw Qiao Zhen sitting there like a quail. After all, she was in the car and had no choice but to keep her head down.
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