One year ago.
In a void of chaos, two palm-sized orbs of light floated before a water mirror.
The white one, with a halo hovering above its head like a little angel, spun excitedly through the air.
The black one, sporting a pair of tiny devil horns, crossed its arms with a look of disdain.
The water mirror reflected a sleeping beauty.
She lay in the void, her ink-black hair spread out around her, an oval face and a delicate, elegant nose.
The little white System lit up several degrees brighter: “What a gorgeous beauty!”
“Someone so high and mighty in power deserves someone this soft and delicate.”
The little black devil slapped its halo: “Idiot! This is all because of your mistake—Blue Star’s female-side-character novel culture invaded.”
“Now all those originally scheming rich heiress villainesses have gotten smarter. They know how to act.”
“Not only do they play the male lead like a fiddle, they’ve crushed the original White Lotus Female Lead down into a scheming villainess who dies miserably in the streets.”
“Now even the reborn original female lead refuses to be the female lead anymore. We’re here to find a soul with some skill to set the plot right.”
“Look at her—this fragile? She’s obviously not up to it.”
“She can do it, she absolutely can!” The little white System panicked, its orb puffing up as it circled the water mirror several times.
“Setting aside that pitiful, heartbreaking beauty of hers, look at this naturally born Exquisite Alluring Physique, plus her Ice-Skin Jade-Bone. If she were in the cultivation world, she’d be Cauldron Holy Body level.”
“In a modern world of financial tycoons, I guarantee once the male lead touches her, he’ll never escape.”
“I’ve already decided—it’s her!”
Before the little black devil could object, the little white System had already transformed into a shooting star, wrapping around that sleeping soul in the water mirror, and plunged straight down toward the lower realm.
Only the little black System’s furious roar remained in the void: “Get back here—”
The mini-world’s rules began to operate automatically.
Mu Suihe’s originally delicate features were reshaped inch by inch into the soul’s true form.
Willow-leaf eyebrows curved gently, a small cherry mouth, tender fair skin.
The little white angel’s eyes went round as it marveled: “So beautiful, so beautiful. The real person is even prettier than the water mirror. This time it’s in the bag.”
The beauty opened her eyes.
They were a pair of slightly rounded peach-blossom eyes—at first glance like apricot eyes, clear and innocent, but on closer inspection the corners tilted slightly upward, naturally carrying a hint of unspoken allure.
The little black devil floated in midair watching her, its internal complaints stuck in its throat.
Pure yet seductive, plain yet vividly striking.
This face truly did inspire tenderness—and was perfectly suited for a novel’s female lead.
The beauty had slept too long; her memories had blurred into a haze. She only vaguely remembered someone once calling her: Xi Shi.
Whether it was a compliment from others, or someone who had once whispered it softly by her ear, she could no longer recall.
While the little white System was still swooning, the little black devil floated over and cleared its throat: “Souls that sleep long all carry great karmic burdens.”
“We brought you out to resolve your karma.”
“As long as you live out the plot as Mu Suihe in this parallel world spun from the novel, you can go on living.”
Mu Suihe raised a hand to shield her eyes from the sunlight streaming in through the window, her apricot eyes narrowing.
The darkness had been so long—so long she had nearly forgotten what light was.
Now, suddenly seeing daylight again, it almost stung.
She wanted to go out and walk around, to see what flowers looked like, to see this world of color.
Mu Suihe nodded. “All right.”
The little white System hurriedly flew over and began dumping exposition: “This is a super-popular old-school novel world. The original CP was tentatively set as a financial tycoon and a pure, delicate White Lotus Female Lead.”
“But I accidentally registered an account on a web novel site and projected a Supporting Female Character’s Counterattack novel from Blue Star into this world, and the story of the radiant heiress supporting female character’s counterattack became all the rage.”
“The original vicious supporting female character got suspicious, avoided all the face-slapping scenes by following every novel trope, and instead schemed the original female lead into becoming the scheming supporting female character—marrying into the Lu Family herself and becoming the heroine.”
The little black devil snorted.
The little white System guiltily counted on its fingers: “You now need to live on as the original female lead, Mu Suihe, and reach a HE ending with the male lead.”
“Who’s the male lead?” Mu Suihe asked.
The little white System hesitated, its voice shrinking a few notches: “It should be… Song Shiqian?”
Time suddenly froze.
The little black devil slapped the little white System’s halo: “Idiot!”
“In the early stages, Lu Yuzhi, that financial magnate, has far more fortune than Song Shiqian. Who the male lead of this mini-world is hasn’t even been decided yet—how dare you make that call?”
The little white angel covered its head, muttering all wronged and aggrieved: “But it’s Lu Yuzhi’s own fault for being so useless.”
“A Child of Fortune, no less—yet he refuses to marry or have heirs, goes looking for death on his own, obsessed with extreme sports where nine out of ten die.”
“The World Consciousness saved him time and time again, and then after one disappearance, he just handed over power and went off to live in seclusion in Jiangnan.”
“You have no idea—Heavenly Dao cried its eyes out, having no clue what it did wrong.”
“It even started questioning itself—did it pump too many talent points into its own son? Is that why Lu Yuzhi found everything so unchallenging, so cold and indifferent, and immune to beauty?”
“In the end, Heavenly Dao had no choice but to give up on Lu Yuzhi and let Song Shiqian rise to power.”
The little white angel grew more confident as it went: “So Song Shiqian is the novel’s final male lead. I wasn’t wrong.”
The little black devil frowned slightly: “But this is still the early stage. It’d be best to have her avoid offending Lu Yuzhi for now—or pursue both at once.”
The little white System bristled, its ball of light glowing blindingly bright: “No way! With Lu Yuzhi’s temperament, even Heavenly Dao couldn’t handle him. She looks so guileless, so delicate—how is she supposed to win him over?”
“I object!”
The little black devil fell silent for a moment.
It looked at the peerless beauty before it, feeling vaguely uneasy.
But on second thought, as an old-school White Lotus Female Lead, her status was so low that she probably wouldn’t have the chance to offend Lu Yuzhi anyway.
Song Shiqian in the early stages was already the limit of what she could aspire to.
Time flowed on.
The little black devil spoke to Mu Suihe: “Song Shiqian is the male lead.”
“In the early stages he’s the eldest young master of the Song Family. Later, after his little uncle Lu Yuzhi disappears during an extreme sport, Song Shiqian takes over the Lu Family and becomes the head of the number one financial conglomerate—and your target.”
“As long as you marry Song Shiqian, the capture is complete and the mission is done.”
Mu Suihe looked down at her slender, delicate hands and suddenly asked: “What about the original owner of this body?”
“I don’t want to take someone else’s place.”
The little white System poked at its fingers and whispered guiltily: “Well… the original owner was pure and kind, but a bit timid.”
“After her rebirth, she was afraid of the female supporting character, afraid of the Shen Family, and didn’t want to stay in this world any longer.”
“In the end, it was my mistake, so I agreed and sent her off to reincarnate in another mini-world.”
“Don’t worry—for her next ten lifetimes, she’ll be born into wealthy families and live happily ever after.”
The little black devil added, “Remember to follow the character setting as much as possible—be frail and dependent.”
“You’re the classic White Lotus Female Lead who relies on a man’s protection.”
The little white System floated over and nuzzled her cheek, its voice soft and warm: “Don’t be scared.”
“I may be a little scatterbrained sometimes, but I’ll definitely get the big picture right!”
“The male lead, Song Shiqian, may be a bit of a playboy, but his character isn’t bad. You just need to steadily win him over.”
The little black devil looked at its blindly optimistic attitude, then at the pure, clear face in front of it.
It swallowed the words on the tip of its tongue.
Perhaps it was just overthinking things.