Zhang Jianjun immediately turned around, “You know her?”
Even Chen Gang looked at Wang Yuyan and Si Yifan with open curiosity.
Si Yifan did not answer at once.
His gaze remained fixed on the golden elevator downstairs, watching as its doors slowly closed around the slender figure within.
He had not seen her face clearly.
And yet, for some reason, a strange certainty had taken root in his heart.
That girl should be Mu Wanqing.
Chen Gang, never known for his patience, frowned, “Si Yifan, did you not hear Brother Zhang?
Do you know that girl or not?”
“I…” Si Yifan hesitated.
His brows drew together, “I am not entirely sure…”
Before he could say anything else, Wang Yuyan suddenly stepped forward, “I think we must have mistaken her for someone else.” Her voice was calm, but her eyes remained fixed on the elevator, “The girl who entered that exclusive elevator cannot possibly be Mu Wanqing.”
She paused before continuing, “Mu Wanqing is an orphan.
She has no wealthy family behind her and lives in Hongkou District.
With her circumstances, she could not possibly afford to stay at the Bvlgari Hotel, not even in an ordinary room, let alone the Presidential Suite.”
Then she turned toward Si Yifan, “Isn’t that right, Brother Yifan?”
Si Yifan felt a faint discomfort at the bluntness of her words.
Still, he could not deny the logic behind them.
But as a class leader he knew exactly how pathetic Mu Wanqing’s situation was, “Yes.
Yuyan is right.”
Hearing this, the interest in Zhang Jianjun’s eyes gradually disappeared.
He handed his empty champagne glass to a passing waiter.
“Then there is nothing more to see.” With that, he turned and began walking toward the staircase.
Chen Gang stared after him, “Brother Zhang, where are you going?”
“Back.”
Chen Gang hurried after him, “But weren’t we supposed to celebrate until morning?
It is still dark outside!”
Zhang Jianjun did not stop walking.
He merely glanced back at him, “The college entrance examination is approaching.”
Chen Gang blinked.
Zhang Jianjun continued with complete seriousness, “Do you not need to study?”
Chen Gang’s mouth opened slightly.
Zhang Jianjun calmly added, “I have plenty to revise.”
With those words, he continued downstairs, leaving everyone standing there in stunned silence.
Chen Gang remained motionless for several seconds as he looked at Si Yifan.
Meanwhile, Mu Wanqing had entered an entirely different world.
The Presidential Suite unfolded before her like something that had been conjured from imagination rather than built by human hands.
For several seconds, she simply stood at the entrance.
Her mind had completely stopped functioning.
The suite covered nearly five hundred square meters.
Floor-to-ceiling windows stretched across the vast living space, revealing the glittering nightscape of Shanghai.
Beyond the glass, the Huangpu River reflected countless lights, while the illuminated towers of Pudong rose against the dark sky like a kingdom made of glass and gold.
Mu Wanqing had lived in Shanghai for two lifetimes.
Yet she had never seen the city from this perspective.
The contrast between the two worlds was almost unbelievable.
Outside, millions of people struggled beneath the weight of ordinary life.
Inside this suite, luxury existed on a scale she had never even imagined.
Italian marble extended from the private foyer into a living room so large that it could easily accommodate an ordinary family’s entire apartment.
The walls were decorated with elegant silk panels in soft shades of champagne and cream.
Every detail had been carefully designed.
The door handles, faucets, fixtures, and even the smallest switches carried the distinctive bronze aesthetic associated with the hotel.
Nothing was unnecessarily loud and gaudy.
Yet everything silently declared one thing.
Money, an extraordinary amount of money.
A curved staircase led toward the upper level, where a private terrace overlooked the city.
From there, an infinity-style jacuzzi reflected the lights of Shanghai, making it seem as though the water flowed directly into the night sky.
Soft orchestral music drifted through hidden speakers.
Mu Wanqing stood quietly in the middle of the suite.
Her eyes slowly widened.
Then she turned toward the bedroom.
And her mind went blank once again.
The bedroom alone was larger than many luxury apartments.
At its center stood an enormous bed dressed in immaculate Frette linens.
The fabric looked impossibly soft, almost like flowing water beneath the warm glow of the hand-blown Murano glass lamps beside it.
A private butler’s pantry stood nearby, stocked with refreshments and carefully arranged glassware.
Beyond the bedroom was an equally magnificent marble bathroom.
A freestanding bathtub occupied the center of the room, while the walk-in wardrobe beside it was large enough to make her old bedroom feel almost embarrassing by comparison.
Mu Wanqing stood there in silence.
If the butler had not been standing beside her, she honestly felt that she might have thrown herself onto the bed and started dancing.
A place like this actually existed?
For the first time in both her lives, Mu Wanqing understood something.
Her poverty had limited her imagination.
She had once believed that wealth meant owning a comfortable apartment, eating good food whenever she wanted, and never worrying about money.
But now…
She finally understood that wealth could create an entirely different way of living.
So this is what being rich feels like.
The thought quietly appeared in her mind.
And strangely enough, instead of feeling satisfied with the ten million yuan she had just received, she suddenly felt inspired to want more money.
Not because she wanted to waste it.
But because she had finally seen what life could look like when one had enough wealth to choose how to live.
System 888 immediately became exited.
[Host!
Your mentality is improving.]
A faint smile appeared on her lips, “Of course it is.”
System 888 fell silent.
For some reason, it suddenly felt that its host had finally understood the purpose of the Supreme Wealth Cultivation System.
Meanwhile, the butler quietly carried Mu Wanqing’s old duffel bag into the walk-in wardrobe and opened it, then he froze.
For several seconds, the experienced hotel butler simply stared at its contents.
Three sets of ordinary clothes a few pieces of old worn underwear and several toiletries.
He slowly looked toward Mu Wanqing.
Then he looked back at the duffel bag.
In all his years working in luxury hospitality, he had served all kind of wealthy people.
But this was the first time he had encountered someone who could casually pay three million yuan for a hotel suite while carrying three sets of old worn clothes in an old duffel bag.
The wealthy really were becoming more and more difficult to understand.
Was this some new fashion among the truly rich?
Was she deliberately pretending to be poor?
But why?
The butler considered the matter for a moment before wisely abandoning the question.
The habits of wealthy people were not something an employee should speculate about.
He carefully arranged Mu Wanqing’s belongings inside the enormous wardrobe.
Her three sets of clothes looked almost pitiful against the vast, empty space.
Once he finished, he quietly returned to the living room.
Mu Wanqing was arranging her high-school textbooks on the desk.
The butler stood a respectful distance behind her, “Miss Mu.”
Mu Wanqing turned around.
The middle-aged man bowed slightly, “Your belongings have been arranged in the walk-in wardrobe.
I have also adjusted the temperature and humidity of the suite to a comfortable level.”
He continued in a calm and professional voice, “The curtains and lighting can be adjusted according to your preference at any time.
If you would like the suite to be prepared for studying, resting, or sleeping, please simply inform me, and everything will be arranged accordingly.”
The butler continued, “Your laundry, pressing, and shoe-care services are available twenty-four hours a day.
If you require transportation, a driver, restaurant reservations, stationery, printing services, or anything else during your stay, you may contact me directly.”
He paused respectfully, “Your privacy will, of course, be strictly protected.” Then, with a slight bow, he asked, “Miss Mu, would you like breakfast to be served now, or would you prefer to dine downstairs?”
Mu Wanqing’s eyes brightened.
Breakfast.
Now that he mentioned it, she suddenly realized that she was hungry.
Mu Wanqing immediately nodded, “Bring it here.” She had absolutely no intention of returning downstairs after the spectacle that had taken place in the lobby.
The butler smiled politely, “Certainly, Miss Mu.”
He took out a small tablet, “Would you prefer Chinese breakfast, Western breakfast, or a combination of both?”
Mu Wanqing thought for a moment, “Chinese breakfast.”
“Very well.”
“Something light.”
The butler nodded, “I understand.
I will arrange congee, freshly prepared dim sum, seasonal fruits, and several additional dishes.
If there is anything you dislike or are unable to eat, please inform me.”
Mu Wanqing nodded in satisfaction.
Then, just as the butler was preparing to leave, she suddenly remembered something, “Wait.”
He immediately stopped, “Yes, Miss Mu?”
Mu Wanqing hesitated, “Can you arrange some clothes for me?
And…
undergarments as well.”
After everything that had happened downstairs, she had finally understood something.
The first thing she needed to do was get rid of these old clothes.
The butler’s expression brightened almost imperceptibly.
Finally.
He had been wondering how long it would take before Miss Mu addressed the most obvious problem.
Of course, his professional expression remained perfectly composed, “Certainly, Miss Mu.”
His tone was warm and respectful, “The hotel can arrange for a personal shopping service immediately.
If you wish, I can have several suitable options delivered directly to the suite for your selection.”
Mu Wanqing looked relieved, “Really?”
“Of course.”
The butler smiled, “It would be our pleasure.” Then he opened the tablet again, “May I ask if you have any preferred brands?”
Mu Wanqing opened her mouth.
Then closed it.
Preferred brands?
She had absolutely no idea.
In both her previous life and this one, the most expensive clothing she had ever purchased had come from taobao costing two hundred yuan.
Mu Wanqing suddenly remembered something.
Shen Ruoxi had once worn clothes from a particular brand.
And shown them off for several months.
Mu Wanqing had secretly admired those clothes.
She frowned thoughtfully, trying to recall the names.
After a moment, her eyes brightened, “Then bring me clothes from Uniqlo and Zara.”
The butler froze for several seconds.
Uniqlo?
Zara?
His expression became rather complicated.
Had he heard incorrectly?
Perhaps Miss Mu had said Moncler?
Or maybe Miu Miu?
No, he had heard her perfectly clearly.
Uniqlo and Zara.
The butler silently questioned his own hearing.
Behind the scenes, System 888 was experiencing an entirely different kind of emotional crisis.
If it had possessed a physical body, it would probably have clutched its chest and collapsed dramatically onto the floor.
Its host had just checked into one of the most luxurious suites in Shanghai.
She had casually paid several million yuan without blinking, and now, when asked what brands she preferred Uniqlo?
System 888 felt as though its circuits were being tortured.
However, after a moment of silent suffering, it reluctantly remembered its host had absolutely no understanding of luxury brands.
Mu Wanqing had grown up with limited means.
In her previous life, she had never belonged to the world of wealth and privilege.
Naturally, she could not be expected to suddenly know the difference between haute couture and ordinary commercial brands.
System 888 sighed inwardly.
Forget it.
One step at a time.
The butler, meanwhile, quickly recovered his professional composure, “Certainly, Miss Mu,” he replied with a respectful bow.
Although his heart remained full of questions, a professional butler never questioned a guest’s preferences, “Please rest assured.
I will arrange everything according to your requirements.” With that, he quietly withdrew from the suite.
The moment the door closed behind him, Mu Wanqing immediately turned her attention inward, “System, now that everything has been settled, I am ready to begin learning mission.
But before that, I have a few questions.”
System 888 immediately responded.
[Ask.]
Mu Wanqing sat down on the enormous bed, “This learning mission is a Grandmaster-level mission, so I need to reach a sufficiently high level in preparation for the college entrance examination.
But there are several subjects.” She began counting them on her fingers, “Chinese, Mathematics, English, and Science Comprehensive, including Physics, Chemistry, and Biology.”
She looked thoughtful for a moment, “So how exactly will the progress be calculated?
Will each subject have its own progress bar, or will everything be calculated together?”
System 888 answered immediately.
[The mission is to prepare for the College Entrance Examination as a whole.
Therefore, the progress will be calculated according to the overall completion of the mission.]
Mu Wanqing blinked.
Then her eyes widened, “Wait.
That means… I can only receive four milestone rewards for this entire mission?”
System 888 stared at her.
For several seconds, there was complete silence.
Then…
[Host.]
The tone of its voice changed.
Mu Wanqing immediately sensed danger.
[This mission was volunteerly submitted to the Main System by me.
The College Entrance Examination is one of the most important turning points in a student’s life.
You have been given the opportunity to change your future completely.
You have access to the best teachers, the best learning environment, and a Virtual Mastery Room where time can be expanded according to your needs.
And yet, instead of thinking about how to achieve the best possible result, you are sitting there calculating how many rewards you can obtain.]
Mu Wanqing’s scalp tingled.
Why did System 888 suddenly sound so serious?
She slowly lowered her head.
For some reason, she felt exactly like a child being lectured by her father.
And that was particularly strange because System 888’s voice resembled that of a middle-aged man.
Seeing that Mu Wanqing had fallen silent, System 888 continued without mercy.
[Do you not want to attend Peking University?
Do you not want to go to Beijing and stay close to your uncle?
Do you think Peking University is a place that anyone can casually enter?
There are countless outstanding students throughout China competing for those positions.
The Virtual Mastery Room will provide you with the best teachers available.
You will have resources that ordinary students could only dream of possessing.
Therefore, use them properly.
Study seriously.
Insted of wasting your time thinking about rewards.]
Mu Wanqing stared blankly into the air.
For a moment, she did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Then a mischievous smile slowly appeared on her face, “Alright, Daddy.
I understand.
I will study hard and make you proud.”
System 888 suddenly stopped functioning.
At least, that was what it felt like.
Somewhere within its imaginary consciousness, its head snapped upward.
“…” Mu Wanqing raised an eyebrow.
Then…
[Host.]
The voice sounded strange.
Mu Wanqing frowned.
[Did you just call me Daddy?]
Mu Wanqing suddenly felt a little amused, “I was being sarcastic.”
System 888 did not seem to hear her.
Its imaginary eyes became suspiciously moist.
[This system has studied human relationships extensively.
According to my database, the relationship between a father and daughter is one of the most genuine, sacred, and irreplaceable relationships in human society.]
Mu Wanqing slowly sat upright, “System, wait…”
[Since you have acknowledged me as your father…]
“System, I did not acknowledge you as…”
[Then from today onward, I shall accept this responsibility.]
Mu Wanqing’s eyes widened, “What responsibility?”
[Ding!
Special System Upgrade Initiated.
Emotional Intelligence Module: Under Construction.
Parental Responsibility Module: Loading.
Protective Instinct: Activating.]
Mu Wanqing stared into empty space.
Her mouth slowly fell open.
“What the hell is happening?”
[Ding!
Congratulations.
The relationship between Host and System has undergone a special transformation.
System 888 will no longer serve merely as the Host’s Learning and Wealth System.
From this day onward, System 888 shall also assume the responsibilities of a paternal guardian.]
Mu Wanqing nearly choked, “System!”
But System 888 had apparently become completely immersed in its new identity.
[My daughter.]
Mu Wanqing’s expression turned blank, “I take back what I said.”
[It is too late.]
“What?”
[Emotional recognition has already been registered.]
“Delete it!”
[Request denied.]
Mu Wanqing covered her face with both hands.
She had only been joking.
How had one sarcastic sentence resulted in her system suddenly deciding to become her father?
What kind of absurd development was this?
Before she could continue protesting, System 888 spoke again in a voice filled with unusual authority.
[Daughter, enough talking.
The College Entrance Examination is approaching.
You may begin studying now.]
Mu Wanqing stared at the air.
Then she said through gritted teeth, “Stop calling me your daughter.”
System 888 completely ignored her.
[I am sending you into the Virtual Mastery Room.]
“Wait, I haven’t even…”
Before she could finish her sentence, her vision suddenly blurred and her physical body gently fell backward onto the enormous bed.
When Mu Wanqing opened her eyes again, she found herself standing in an endless expanse of white.
Her eyes widened, “What happened?” Mu Wanqing suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, “System?” No response.
Her heart immediately began beating faster, “Where am I?” Had something gone wrong?
Just as she was starting to panic, a soft electronic sound echoed through the space.
And a translucent projection suddenly appeared before her.
Mu Wanqing instinctively took a step backward.
The projection was completely different from System 888.
There was no warmth in its voice.
It sounded cold, mechanical, and entirely emotionless.
[Welcome to the Virtual Mastery Room.]
[Learning Mission Detected.
The Host may now select a subject.]
A large interface appeared before her with four options were displayed clearly.
Chinese Language, Mathematics, English and Science Comprehensive
Mu Wanqing studied the options.
She had already decided next ten days plan, so without hesitation, she said, “I will begin with Mathematics.”
[Subject Selected: Mathematics.]
The interface immediately disappeared and before Mu Wanqing could react, an intense white light enveloped her.
She instinctively closed her eyes and when she opened them again, everything had changed.
Mu Wanqing stood in the middle of an old-fashioned classroom.
Wooden desks were arranged neatly in rows.
The windows were tall and narrow, allowing soft sunlight to filter through the wooden frames.
A large blackboard stood at the front of the classroom.
The entire place looked like something taken directly from an old Chinese period drama.
Mu Wanqing slowly turned in a circle.
Her expression became increasingly strange, “What is going on?”
She touched one of the wooden desks.
It felt completely real.
The texture of the polished wood was cool beneath her fingertips.
Mu Wanqing’s eyes widened, “Why do I feel as though I have suddenly entered a period drama?
Wait.
Don’t tell me I transmigrated?”
The moment those words left her mouth, the classroom door opened.
A stern female voice immediately answered, “You have not transmigrated.”
Mu Wanqing turned around.
A middle-aged woman entered the classroom.
She wore a traditional qipao with a high collar, the dark fabric embroidered with subtle patterns of plum blossoms.
Her hair was neatly arranged, and a pair of thin-framed glasses rested on the bridge of her nose.
Her posture was perfectly straight and expression even straighter.
Mu Wanqing swallowed.
The woman walked toward the front of the classroom and placed several books on the desk, “This is merely a virtual learning environment,” she said calmly.
“The theme has been deliberately designed to remain simple.
Excessive luxury and unnecessary stimulation can distract the mind.”
Mu Wanqing nodded immediately, “Yes, Teacher.”
The woman looked at her.
Mu Wanqing straightened her back.
Something told her that this woman was not someone she should casually provoke.
The teacher turned toward the blackboard.
Mu Wanqing watched her carefully.
Just one glance was enough for her to reach a conclusion.
An iron lady.
And unfortunately, Mu Wanqing soon discovered that her first impression had been completely correct.
The moment the teacher entered the classroom, she began laying down several strict rules.
Mu Wanqing nodded each time as sat perfectly straight.
The teacher adjusted her glasses.
Then she gave Mu Wanqing a meaningful look, “You should understand one thing very clearly, little girl.”
Mu Wanqing suddenly had a bad feeling.
“If you break a rule…” The teacher paused, “You will pay for it with additional hours in the Virtual Mastery Room.”
Mu Wanqing’s eyes widened.
The teacher smiled faintly.
It was not a comforting smile, “Time here is entirely under my control.”
Mu Wanqing immediately sat even straighter, “Yes, Teacher.”
The woman finally appeared satisfied.
She picked up a piece of chalk and turned toward the blackboard.
With several sharp movements, she wrote a single word.
ALGEBRA
The teacher placed the chalk down, “We will begin with Functions.”