Chu Tianqing shook off the yellow-haired girl's hand. "Keep your dirty paws away from my niece."
"What? Is justice only for the pretty? Does a good-looking thief get off scot-free?" The yellow-haired girl was stunned, grabbing the arm of a short, middle-aged woman draped in jewelry.
The middle-aged woman stepped in front of the yellow-haired girl. "And who are you to Lin Nanxi?"
"I already said she's my niece. Can't you keep track of who's who?"
From above, Chu Tianqing looked down like a giant at the middle-aged woman, who appeared to be around five feet tall.
Chu Tianqing, who stood at five-foot-six barefoot, had found a pair of four-inch stilettos in the original owner's closet before coming. Now she was nearly six feet tall.
The middle-aged woman felt an intense sense of pressure and took a step back.
Chu Tianqing's tone, however, was calm. "And who are you? Don't adults have basic manners? When you meet a classmate's guardian, shouldn't you first say 'hello' and 'please'?"
With that, she gracefully crouched down and helped Lin Nanxi up from the ground.
Chu Tianqing turned her head, flashing a smile that didn't reach her eyes at Vice Principal Wang. "What do you think, Vice Principal Wang? As educators, shouldn't the school first teach children how to be decent people? It's easy to imagine what kind of child a parent like this, who doesn't even know basic manners, could raise."
Chu Tianqing stared straight at Vice Principal Wang.
Vice Principal Wang broke into a sweat under her piercing gaze, forcing a placating smile as he tried to smooth things over. "Well, you see, Feng Pengpeng's mother, Lin Nanxi's aunt-in-law, the reason I invited both guardians here today is mainly to resolve the conflict between the children…"
The middle-aged woman gave a light snort and sat down on the sofa. "Then let's talk, Lin Nanxi's aunt-in-law. Let's talk about how your child stole my daughter's necklace worth tens of millions."
"If we settle this nicely, and Lin Nanxi gives our Pengpeng a proper apology, I might consider not calling the police and giving her a criminal record."
"I have proof!" Feng Pengpeng picked up a necklace in a clear plastic bag from the office desk.
"I lost my necklace today, and the whole class helped look for it. In the end, it was found in Lin Nanxi's backpack."
Lin Nanxi looked at Chu Tianqing helplessly. "Aunt-in-law, it wasn't me…"
Feng Pengpeng had already secretly turned on her phone's livestream amid the chaos.
Framing Lin Nanxi for stealing the necklace was just an excuse. She wanted to expose Lin Nanxi's true colors as a fake, shameless slut in front of everyone.
Feng Pengpeng took the necklace out of the bag and spoke with an air of mystery. "This is one of only two in the world—designer Moazen's final masterpiece. Gu Jingci gave it to me. I think Lin Nanxi is just jealous that Gu Jingci is my childhood friend, so she stole the gift he gave me."
The "gift" story was completely fabricated by Feng Pengpeng—even her own mother was fooled.
As the leader of the F4, even the handkerchiefs Gu Jingci used once and threw away were luxury brands worth thousands. Gifts he gave to childhood friends and close friends were always worth millions or tens of millions.
As long as Feng Pengpeng claimed Gu Jingci gave it to her, no one would doubt the necklace's authenticity.
And Feng Pengpeng still had a trump card to play.
She was going to spill the tea about Lin Nanxi squeezing her thighs together during self-study class.
That would completely cement Lin Nanxi's reputation as a shameless slut!
Feng Pengpeng's little followers had already spread the livestream link everywhere.
The whole school was holding their phones, watching the drama in the livestream—
[OMG! Lin Nanxi looks so pure on the surface, but she has sticky fingers? No way!]
[Even though Lin Nanxi is an orphan, her uncle and cousin are from top-tier wealthy families. She usually wears low-key luxury shoes and bags. There's no way she'd stoop to stealing a necklace, right?]
Feng Pengpeng's followers were stirring the pot in the comments—
[Some people are like black sesame tangyuan—who knows what's really inside?]
[The Gu and Feng families have been close for generations. Gu Jingci gave Feng Pengpeng a pink diamond tiara for her coming-of-age ceremony. A Moazen necklace is nothing to him. I'm on Feng Pengpeng's side.]
[Doesn't Lin Nanxi publicly say she's not dating? Stealing the necklace Gu Jingci gave his childhood sweetheart—is she secretly into him? So two-faced!]
[Rumor has it there's even more explosive gossip coming. Waiting.]
The bullet comments were flying by—
[I'm staying neutral on this drama, but has anyone noticed that Lin Nanxi's aunt-in-law is absolutely stunning?]
[Me me me! I'm really into the looks of Lin Nanxi and her aunt-in-law—one is a radiant beauty, the other a delicate flower.]
[That aunt-in-law's figure though—incredible waist-to-hip ratio! Screenshotting!]
Chu Tianqing hooked the necklace with her finger and glanced at it like it was garbage. "Feng Pengpeng, are you sure this is the 'Cage and Crown' series by Moazen—the necklace with only two in existence worldwide?"
"Of course. You even know Moazen?" Feng Pengpeng sneered with disdain.
"Then things just got interesting." Chu Tianqing set down the necklace and slowly unzipped her platinum handbag.
She took out a velvet jewelry box.
Opened it.
Inside the box lay a necklace that was identical.
Chu Tianqing's slender fingertips traced the necklace around her own neck, tilting her head slightly to reveal her stunning jawline, smiling with an innocent, harmless expression.
“My husband purchased the two globally limited Moazen Restraint and Crown Collection necklaces before our wedding—one is around my neck, and the other is here.”
Chu Tianqing’s slender finger tapped the jewelry box.
Everyone in the room turned their gaze to the necklace around Chu Tianqing’s neck.
Perhaps she was too dazzlingly beautiful.
No one had noticed the jewelry adorning Chu Tianqing’s neck.
Chu Tianqing closed the jewelry box and continued unhurriedly, “This one is a gift for my niece. Children aren’t convenient wearing jewelry to school, so it’s usually kept at home.”
She picked up Feng Pengpeng’s necklace again and glanced at the engraving on the inside.
Chu Tianqing let out a cold laugh and casually tossed it onto the solid wood office desk.
The necklace landed on the desk with a cheap metallic clatter.
Chu Tianqing fixed her gaze on Feng Pengpeng. “Your necklace is such a poor imitation—you didn’t even bother changing the engraving code, just copied mine outright.”
“…” Feng Pengpeng’s heart nearly stopped.
Chu Tianqing’s tone instantly turned aggressive. “Let me ask you—Lin Nanxi has the real necklace my husband gave her. Why would she need to steal your fake one? Or did you already know Nanxi had the real one, got greedy, and tried to swap yours for hers?”
Feng Pengpeng’s face flushed red as she stubbornly insisted, “This… this was given to me by Gu Jingci! It must be real! Yours is the fake!”
At this point, Feng Pengpeng could only gamble.
Gamble that Gu Jingci, out of their years of childhood friendship, wouldn’t expose her.
Chu Tianqing laughed out loud. “Oh, so the one my husband bought at Sotheby’s auction is fake, and yours from some unknown source is real?”
With that, Chu Tianqing walked straight to the microphone beside the vice principal’s desk.
She pressed the school-wide broadcast button and spoke clearly—
“Gu Jingci from Class B, Senior Year 3, please come to the vice principal’s office immediately. Your childhood friend Feng Pengpeng claims you gave her a fake Moazen necklace.”
Chu Tianqing’s crisp, articulate broadcast voice rang throughout the entire school.
Hearing her own voice over the loudspeaker, she savored it for a second.
Mm, her Mandarin was indeed top-tier.
Just as graceful as her figure~
The livestream exploded instantly—
【This drama is too explosive! No way, it was Feng Pengpeng stirring things up herself?】
【I get it now—Feng Pengpeng was jealous that Lin Nanxi was liked by Gu Jingci, so she deliberately framed Lin Nanxi for stealing the necklace Gu Jingci “gave” her, betting that Gu Jingci never actually gave her one.】
【No need to bet—our class’s heartthrob Gu Jingci has already rushed out, about to tear Feng Pengpeng’s mouth apart.】
【Incredible! Doesn’t anyone think Auntie is so cool—no wait, so beautiful! I’m in love with Auntie, what’s wrong with me?】
【Me too, me too! Auntie’s face-slap is so satisfying it’s blowing my mind, better than those short dramas.】
While Feng Pengpeng was humiliated, Chu Tianqing continued her relentless pursuit.
Everyone present today—not a single one would be let off.
Chu Tianqing tapped the desk three times with her index finger. “Vice Principal Wang, don’t challenge my intelligence with the excuse of ‘student conflict.’ As the school, allowing rumors to defame my Lin family’s child without surveillance or verification isn’t just negligence—it’s dereliction of duty.”
Vice Principal Wang was at a loss for words, awkwardly picking at the edge of the desk with his fingers.
Chu Tianqing paced over to Feng Pengpeng and her mother—
“Mrs. Feng, first, the necklace in your daughter’s hands isn’t just a high-end imitation—it’s illegal infringement.”
“I will initiate the Lin Group’s ‘Global Legal Hunt.’ The median compensation for Moazen infringement isn’t high—just a few hundred million euros. Have your checkbook ready to pay your daughter’s tuition.”
“Second, the false accusation not only violated my niece Lin Nanxi’s right to reputation but also caused her severe psychological harm.”
“This has crossed my husband’s bottom line. My husband has only this one niece, and our Lin family is fiercely protective. The Lin Group’s legal team will liaise with your Feng family regarding compensation for emotional distress.”
“Oh, and one more thing.” Chu Tianqing pointed at the camera diagonally above, her voice icy. “When she walked in, the surveillance clearly captured Feng Pengpeng lifting her foot to trip her. The charge of ‘intentional harm’ will also be handled by the Lin Group’s legal team.”
“Mom… Mom…” Only then did Feng Pengpeng feel fear.
The woman shook off Feng Pengpeng’s hand, looking annoyed. “Mom what? Figure out how to beg the Lin family for forgiveness. If you drag the group into this, explain it to your father yourself.”
At the mention of her father, Feng Pengpeng’s face changed drastically.
The door to the vice principal’s office burst open with a bang.
A slim young man with a high-bridged nose, smooth facial lines, and striking peach-blossom eyes stormed into the room.
Chu Tianqing raised an eyebrow.
Male lead number one, Gu Jingci, had arrived.
“I… I can testify—Lin Nanxi was wronged.” The boy’s fair skin flushed red from running, and he braced his knees to steady his voice. “Feng Pengpeng, I never gave you a Moazen necklace. Why did you lie and frame Lin Nanxi!”
“Case closed. What more is there to say?” Chu Tianqing barely spared Gu Jingci a glance, instead looking at Feng Pengpeng with a challenging expression.
Feng Pengpeng’s lips turned white, unable to speak.
In an instant, she was slapped several times across the face by her mother.
"Hiss…" Chu Tianqing shook her head.
This mother was pretty ruthless with her hands—truly worthy of being a wealthy matriarch.
Between the family business and family ties, of course the business interests came first.
After all, if a child is lost, another can be made; but if money is lost, it's not so easy to earn back these days.
Damn the economic downturn!
Clutching her swollen red face, Feng Pengpeng tremblingly bowed to Lin Nanxi and apologized: "I'm sorry, Lin Nanxi, please forgive me."
Lin Nanxi was at a loss for what to do.
Chu Tianqing made the decision for Lin Nanxi and uttered that classic line: "If apologies worked, what would the police be for? Not forgiven—wait for the lawyer's letter!"
Lin Nanxi looked at Chu Tianqing in disbelief.
The livestream chat had long since exploded—
【So exciting! I give this drama a perfect score!!】
【Auntie-in-law carries the whole show, awesome awesome!】
【One-click triple support for Auntie-in-law!】
【Can this kind of auntie-in-law be added to the shopping cart? Beautiful and fierce, I want to date her!】
【LS you're dreaming, she's the new wife of the Lin Corporation president, that famously protective Lin Sinian! You think you stand a chance?】
Some high school students shared the drama livestream to the university division.
The university division's bullet comments took a sudden turn—
【Huh? I heard Lin Sinian got into a car accident and hasn't woken up yet, who knows if he'll wake up. If he doesn't, doesn't that make Auntie-in-law a young widow? Slurp, young widows are delicious!】
【Auntie open the door, I'm your uncle! Uncle's too old, I just turned 20 and I'm still young!】
【Raising my hand! Young widow, look at me, I'm a freshman just turned eighteen, I'm 19 centimeters!】
【I'm a sophomore, dark-skinned athlete! I'm a virgin, I'm clean, I'm spotless—young widow, look at me!】
【Does Auntie-in-law have a gender preference? I'm from the music department, pipa major, my fingers are super long!】
If Chu Tianqing could see the bullet comments in the livestream, she'd probably spit blood on the spot.
In this Restricted-genre novel world.
The university division of the aristocratic academy was full of people who were basically hairy crabs.
All they had on their minds was filth.
Vice Principal Wang quickly called in reinforcements, summoning the Secretary-General of the Board of Directors and the Dean of Student Affairs.
He alone couldn't withstand the fierce artillery fire of the Lin family's new leader.
"Terribly sorry, Mrs. Lin, Lin Nanxi has always been an outstanding student at our school, we have full faith in her."
"Mrs. Lin, the school will definitely give you a satisfactory resolution…"
"Mrs. Lin, please watch your step, mind the stairs, the elevator is here!"
The three school leaders bowed at ninety degrees, seeing off Chu Tianqing like she was a bodhisattva as they escorted her into the elevator.
Chu Tianqing didn't pause for even a second, directly pulling Lin Nanxi into the elevator and heading downstairs.
She had planned to take Lin Nanxi back to the Maybach to sit for a while, to help soothe the young girl's emotions.
Chu Tianqing stood frozen for three seconds in front of the teaching building.
Where's the car?
The Maybach that brought her here and the driver seemed to have vanished into thin air?
Chu Tianqing didn't think much of it, assuming the driver had some business and would be back soon.
She found a secluded corner by a flower bed and pulled Lin Nanxi down to sit.
"If any trash of this caliber ever causes you trouble again, hit them back directly. If you lose, you're embarrassing your little uncle. If you win, your little auntie here will handle the aftermath. Understood?"
Chu Tianqing pulled a tissue from her bag and handed it to Lin Nanxi, whose eyes were red.
"L-little auntie…" Lin Nanxi choked up the moment she spoke, too moved to get out a complete sentence.
Lin Nanxi hated this body of hers to death.
Ever since she'd passed her eighteenth birthday, she'd become this horrible mess.
Tear incontinence, her body always inexplicably turning red and trembling, and those desires becoming abnormally intense—she felt the urge at any time, anywhere.
She felt so dirty, so disgusting!
Chu Tianqing sat beside her, rapidly running through the plot in her head.
At this point in the story, Lin Nanxi had just passed her eighteenth birthday and awakened the "gift" of the Restricted-genre novel's female lead. She was panicked and had no one to confide in, her heart on the verge of twisting into something deformed.
Lin Nanxi was an orphan with few friends at school.
Both of her uncles—one with amnesia, one in a coma—and she had no trustworthy female elder around her at all.
Chu Tianqing looked at her niece, three years her junior, and felt a wave of melancholy.
Today at school there were too many eyes and ears around; it wasn't suitable to say much.
The aristocratic school was a boarding system, so Chu Tianqing decided to wait until Lin Nanxi came home on the weekend, then have a proper talk with her niece in an environment where she could feel settled and relaxed.
"By the way, do you still have sanitary pads or panty liners in your dorm?"
Chu Tianqing remembered the next plot point.
Lin Nanxi, because of excessive bodily secretions, had soaked through her chair and was mocked for wetting her pants, making a huge public spectacle of herself.
Lin Nanxi timidly shook her head: "I think… I just ran out."
"Wait here, I'll go to the convenience store nearby and buy you some."
Without waiting for Lin Nanxi's reply, Chu Tianqing marched off toward the convenience store outside the school.
Along the way, she was moved by her own kind act of being a caring big sister.
Transmigrated into a book?
Nailed it~
The only regret was…
If only she could send WeChat messages to her best friend in this world to vent about everything.
Chu Tianqing was used to sharing all her emotions in life with Shen Xinglan the moment they happened.
Chu Tianqing, who used to send her best friend eight hundred messages a day across WeChat, QQ, Little Red Book, and Douyin, hadn't yet adjusted to facing the world alone.
Chu Tianqing picked out some feminine hygiene products at the convenience store, grabbed herself a bottle of barley tea, and a few oden skewers.
After all that running around, she hadn't had a single sip of water—she was parched and starving.
"That'll be 105 yuan total. Do you have a membership with us?" the clerk asked with a smile as she carefully bagged the items.
"No, I don't." Chu Tianqing smiled and shook her head.
The clerk kindly suggested, "Would you like to sign up? You'd get a five-yuan coupon that you could use on this purchase."
"No thanks." Chu Tianqing pulled out her phone to scan the QR code.
She'd married into a wealthy family, after all.
Why would she care about a five-yuan coupon!
The clerk frowned. "Insufficient balance? I can switch it to WeChat Pay for you."
Chu Tianqing quickly switched to WeChat, pulled up her payment code, and scanned it against the machine.
The clerk gave an awkward smile. "Sorry, still insufficient balance."
The people queuing behind Chu Tianqing let out impatient tsk sounds.
She stepped aside first. "Sorry, let me check—please ring up the next customer."
Chu Tianqing distinctly remembered there being money in the original owner's account.
Not much, granted—the original owner had only been married for a day and hadn't yet had time to milk the Lin family for all it was worth.
But as a college student, she should have had a few thousand yuan in living expenses on her.
Where did the money go?
Her phone buzzed.
Chu Tianqing received a WeChat message—it was from the driver.
[Sorry, Mrs. Lin, I won't be able to serve you from now on. Several of the Lin clan elders have reassigned both me and the car back to the group.]
Chu Tianqing froze for a moment.
This was indeed how the plot developed.
The clan elders had already been resentful that Lin Sinian neither notified them nor chose the women they'd recommended for the marriage alliance, instead marrying a commoner college student on his own.
Now that the Lin Corporation's CEO and vice president were in critical condition, the old fogeys were already preparing to carve up their shares.
The biggest obstacle at present was Lin Sinian's newlywed wife, Chu Tianqing.
The clan elders were convinced she was a gold digger.
With the prenuptial agreement signed, Chu Tianqing only had usage rights to Lin Sinian's personal assets—no inheritance rights, and she had no say whatsoever in group affairs.
The standalone mansion estate under Lin Sinian's name, the high-end jewelry and Birkin bags he'd purchased—Chu Tianqing could live in them, could "borrow" them.
The luxury cars at Lin Sinian's private residence belonged to the group, and the salaries and social insurance for the servants, driver, and chef were all paid by the group.
The clan elders pulled a classic move—cutting off the supply at its source by withdrawing every person and vehicle under the group's umbrella.
Leaving behind only an empty, hollow mansion.
The best way to get rid of a gold digger was to make sure there was nothing left to dig.
Chu Tianqing only cared about where the few thousand yuan in her account had gone.
She hadn't been scammed by telecom fraud, had she?
Suddenly, a mechanical AI voice sounded in Chu Tianqing's ear—
[Host, greetings. Welcome to the transmigration system.]
[Due to your unauthorized deviation from the plot, the system is compelled to impose a fine—5,106.35 yuan—as a warning.]
[PS: Please strictly follow the plot going forward, or you will receive additional fines.]
[PPS: Fines will be accumulated and applied to the world you came from before transmigrating.]
Chu Tianqing: ??
She didn't care about the luxury cars, servants, or driver being taken away.
But the fine was oddly specific—5,106.35 yuan. That was money Chu Tianqing actually had, exactly the full balance of her account.
Not only was her balance wiped clean on the spot, but she now owed over 5,000 yuan in her original world?!
This dog of a system was too vicious!
Your grudges shouldn't extend to the real world!!