[Ding!—Congratulations on binding with the Future Information System.]
[In one hour, Gu Wanrou will intentionally fall at the stairwell and frame the host. Please clear your suspicion as soon as possible. Reward: One million RMB.]
[Countdown: 00:59:23]
“What is this?”
In the pitch-dark room, Gu An’an sat up abruptly from the bed.
She looked around, up and down, left and right, but found nothing unusual. She wondered if she was hallucinating.
Future Information System?
Is this real?
But if something as absurd as transmigrating into a book could happen, binding with a system seemed normal.
Yes, Gu An’an had transmigrated into a book.
She woke up one day as the unloved biological daughter in a wealthy family caught in a switched-at-birth story—with clueless parents, an indifferent older brother who turned a blind eye, and a white lotus fake daughter who schemed against her at every turn.
Fortunately, she had now bound with a system. Thinking of the one million RMB reward, Gu An’an’s eyes instantly lit up.
Clearing her suspicion? That should be easy.
She immediately ordered the latest hidden camera online, opened her bedroom door, checked left and right to make sure no one was around, and stealthily installed the surveillance camera in the stairwell.
Heh heh heh, doesn’t Gu Wanrou love to pretend?
This time, let her put on a show right in front of the camera.
Record it, capture every bit of it.
Let everyone appreciate Gu Wanrou’s exquisite performance.
A little over ten minutes later
There was a knock on the door, and Gu Wanrou’s affected voice sounded:
“An’an, are you in your room?”
Gu An’an glanced at the time—exactly one hour, not a minute more or less.
The exciting performance was about to begin. Gu An’an sprang to her feet, suppressing her excitement as she opened the door, putting on an extremely impatient expression:
“I’m here. What do you want?”
Gu Wanrou’s eyes flickered, adopting a kind and gentle demeanor:
“An’an, you haven’t come downstairs for the party. I’m worried about you.”
“Since you grew up outside Yuncheng, you’re not familiar with the people here.”
“Now that the family is finally hosting a gathering, if you stay in your room and don’t go meet new friends, wouldn’t that waste Mom and Dad’s efforts? They’d be upset if they found out.”
Hmph
Gu An’an sneered inwardly upon hearing this.
If she hadn’t already known Gu Wanrou had ill intentions, she might have actually been fooled by this seemingly considerate act.
Look how beautifully she phrased it, even using Mr. and Mrs. Gu to pressure her.
It didn’t matter. Gu Wanrou’s plans wouldn’t succeed today anyway.
Gu An’an subtly glanced toward the stairwell where the camera was installed, nodded, and pretended to be persuaded.
“Alright, I’ll listen to you. Let’s go, I’ll head downstairs now.”
Gu Wanrou, who had been prepared to continue persuading her, paused, eyeing Gu An’an suspiciously.
She hadn’t expected Gu An’an to be so compliant today.
For some reason, ever since Gu An’an was brought home, she seemed to harbor a deep wariness toward her, resulting in only three or four out of ten of Gu Wanrou’s schemes succeeding.
Today was her plan to drive Gu An’an out of the Gu family once and for all.
Gu Wanrou’s gaze also drifted toward the stairwell, and she curled her lips smugly.
The two walked side by side in silence until they reached the stairwell, when Gu Wanrou suddenly spoke.
With no one else present, she shed her usual gentle and generous facade, her face filled with provocative malice:
“Gu An’an, you’ve always been resentful, haven’t you?”
“Even though you are the biological daughter of the Gu family, after suffering outside for over a decade and finally being brought back, both our eldest brother and our parents turn a blind eye to you, favoring me instead.”
“When conflicts arise between us, they always believe me first, never you.”
“Do you know why?”
Gu Wanrou took a step closer, pressing in on Gu An’an, a triumphant smile on her face:
“Because before you were brought back, I bribed the investigator in advance.”
“With just a little money, the records of your hardships in the countryside were changed to show you as a bottom-ranked student with poor character—shamelessly stealing from classmates, writing confessions, receiving disciplinary actions, and nearly being expelled.”
“How could the prestigious Gu family of Nancheng tolerate their own biological daughter being such a person? So from the day you were brought back, your fate was sealed—they were destined to despise you.”
As Gu Wanrou spoke, the smile on her face grew increasingly unrestrained.
“One is an outstanding adopted daughter raised from childhood, praised by everyone; the other is a biological daughter who grew up in the countryside, with poor character, nearly expelled for stealing.”
“Tsk.”
Gu Wanrou sighed, her chin slightly raised, her face brimming with satisfaction.
“Now, tell me, if I were to fall down the stairs, who do you think the Gu family would choose?”
“My dear sister,” Gu Wanrou reached out and twirled a strand of hair from Gu An’an’s shoulder, leaning close to her ear as she spoke slowly:
“Get ready to be kicked out of the Gu family.”
With that, her previously triumphant expression shifted to one of terror, her voice sharp and piercing.
“No, An’an… ah!”
Gu Wanrou deliberately leaned backward and threw herself down the stairs.
From his angle, Gu Jiayan, who had rushed out of his room upon hearing the commotion, saw Gu An’an pushing Gu Wanrou down the stairs. His pupils contracted sharply.
His bond with Gu Wanrou, built over more than a decade, was naturally incomparable to Gu An’an, who had only just been brought home. Moreover, the bribed records portrayed Gu An’an as a person of poor character.
A surge of anger welled up inside him. Gu Jiayan stepped forward and, in a fit of rage, grabbed Gu An’an by the neck, slamming her against the wall, his expression icy and filled with disgust.
It was as if the person before him was not his biological sister but some mortal enemy.
Despite all her calculations, Gu An’an never expected Gu Jiayan to appear so suddenly, nor did she anticipate he would be so unhinged. The sensation of suffocation overwhelmed her, and her survival instinct drove her to frantically strike at Gu Jiayan’s arm.
Finally, just as darkness began to cloud her vision and she was on the verge of fainting, the strong hand gripping her throat released its hold. She heard the man’s chilling threat:
“Gu An’an, if anything happens to Rourou, I won’t let you off.”
“The Gu family has no daughter as scheming and malicious as you, and I will never acknowledge having a sister like you.”
With that, he hurriedly turned his attention to Gu Wanrou downstairs.
Left alone, Gu An’an slumped weakly against the wall, crouching down as she coughed dryly several times, her mind reeling with frustration.
Gu Jiayan, that lunatic. Before transmigrating into the book, she had heard that he was an extreme siscon, but she never expected it to be true—he almost strangled her to death.
Fine, fine, fine. Your Gu Wanrou is a sweet little angel, and I’m just a piece of trash, right? Gu An’an laughed in anger. It’s just acting—as if I don’t know how to do it too.
Her gaze swept over the hidden surveillance camera. Deliberately turning slightly to the side, she let her eyes redden, her gaze fixed on Gu Jiayan’s back as he rushed toward Gu Wanrou. She put on a pitiful, wronged expression and softly called out:
“Brother.”