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Lu Beichen had no choice.
He scooped up a ladle of water from the bucket and poured it straight over Xu Nianchu’s head.
The icy water hit her, but the heat in her body only seemed to flare hotter.
Another ladle followed.
Then another.
And another.
Before long, she was completely soaked through.
Yet she still refused to settle down.
Left with no other option, Lu Beichen struck the back of her neck with a quick chop.
The woman immediately went limp and collapsed.
Only after Xu Nianchu finally quieted down did he let out a sigh of relief.
If she had kept going like that, he couldn’t guarantee he’d have been able to hold himself back.
He had to admit it.
There was something irresistibly alluring about her.
Every smile, every glance seemed designed to tempt people.
Looking down at his own lower body, he sighed before heading into the next room for a cold shower.
A short while later, even the wall seemed to have endured far more than any wall should.
Wrapping a bath towel around himself, he walked back out while drying his hair.
Now that his mind had cleared, he realized Xu Nianchu was still lying on the floor with her clothes half-open, exposing far too much.
His gaze lingered on her for a single uncontrollable second.
It wasn’t intentional.
But that breathtaking image had already etched itself into his mind.
The “brother” that had only just calmed down immediately sprang back to attention.
He let out another helpless sigh.
Tossing the towel over her body, he picked her up and gently laid her on the bed.
…
The next morning.
The clatter of pots and pans outside woke Xu Nianchu from her sleep.
The moment she opened her eyes, she was dumbfounded by what she saw.
Gray, newspaper-covered walls.
Dark reddish-brown wooden windows.
Threadbare curtains worn almost transparent…
Even her dog’s kennel back home had been nicer than this!
Looking down, she discovered she was practically wearing nothing at all.
Getting out of bed, she stared blankly at the calendar hanging on the wall.
October 15, 1968.
Rubbing the aching back of her head, her muddled consciousness gradually returned.
Then a sharp pain shot through her skull.
Along with it came countless unfamiliar memories.
She had transmigrated…
Into the novel she’d read before—
The Wicked Beauty’s Every Move Is Calculated, Becoming the Young Military Officer’s Beloved.
And she…
was the cannon-fodder supporting female character.
Her maternal grandfather had once been the richest tycoon in the capital.
People even joked that one-quarter of the city’s land belonged to his family.
Their businesses spanned nearly every industry imaginable.
Her mother had grown up in an enormous private estate, complete with their own botanical garden and even a zoo.
When she was only one month old, she’d been gifted a one-hundred-carat diamond necklace.
Every luxury one could imagine had been hers.
When the nation faced internal turmoil and foreign threats, her grandfather had donated a tremendous fortune to support wartime supplies.
He was a man with exceptionally keen instincts.
He had three sons and one daughter.
And her mother was the youngest—and the most cherished.
Shortly after turning eighteen, however, her mother unexpectedly fell in love with Xu Shanchuan, the son of the family’s steward.
Her grandfather couldn’t understand why she’d chosen him.
Still, Xu Shanchuan excelled both academically and personally. Seeing his potential, the old man funded his education and career.
Over the years, Xu Shanchuan had risen to become the deputy director of a machinery factory, wielding considerable authority.
Seven years earlier, after giving birth to Xu Nianchu’s younger brother, her mother, Ye Huixin, tragically developed postpartum complications.
Before even finishing her month of confinement, she passed away, leaving only her infant son behind.
That very same year, the deputy factory director married Aunt Zhang, the family’s housekeeper.
He publicly announced that he would never have any more children.
His only children would forever be Xu Nianchu and Xu Xinglin.
He claimed that remarrying was simply to provide someone to care for his young children.
Thus, Aunt Zhang moved into the household with her own daughter and son.
On the very day of their marriage, she changed both children’s surnames to Xu.
From then on, they became one big happy family.
Everyone praised Director Xu for his undying devotion to his late wife.
Otherwise, why would a man of his status lower himself to marry a mere housekeeper?
But while others might be fooled…
Xu Nianchu, who had read the novel, wasn’t.
When she’d first transmigrated yesterday, it was her own dear father who had drugged her and personally delivered her to the bed of an influential government leader.
Even the thin, revealing outfit she was wearing now…
had been specially prepared by her father.
The reason?
Rumors had begun circulating that another round of political investigations was coming.
Those who had escaped scrutiny before would be investigated again.
Xu Shanchuan had clawed his way up from poverty.
There was no way he would willingly return to those miserable days.
Long before anything happened, he had already prepared several backup plans.
First.
Offer Xu Nianchu to an influential leader, allowing her to become the powerful man’s mistress.
As her father, he would naturally enjoy the benefits as well.
Second.
Marry Xu Xunhuan to a military officer, strengthening the family’s safest refuge.
Third.
If all else failed…
Flee the mainland altogether.
Every one of these schemes had been proposed by her reborn stepsister, Xu Xunle.
After hearing the plan, Xu Shanchuan had been amazed.
He praised her repeatedly, saying that she truly lived up to being his daughter.
The plan was flawless.
Thinking of this, Xu Nianchu couldn’t help letting out a mocking laugh.
How ironic.
When your mother is rich, you’re treated like royalty.
When only your father has power, you’re nothing more than a disposable pawn.
In the original novel, the original Xu Nianchu hadn’t managed to run very far before Wang Gang caught her.
Afterward, because he already had a family of his own, he secretly kept her as his mistress.
When she became pregnant with his child, she had no choice but to silently endure it.
Yet later, in pursuit of greater power, Wang Gang simply gifted the beautiful woman to someone else.
She was passed from one man to another.
Her child eventually died from a severe fever.
In short…
Her life only became more miserable with each passing day.
She served as nothing more than a tragic foil to highlight the scheming female lead.
The story’s message was painfully clear.
Kindness and innocence alone accomplished nothing.
Beauty without the ability to protect oneself wasn’t an advantage.
It was a curse that could make one’s fate even crueler.
Before she could think any further, the door suddenly opened from outside.
Lu Beichen walked straight in.
The moment he saw Xu Nianchu standing there in those paper-thin clothes, practically exposed, he immediately stepped inside and shut the door behind him.
Keeping his back to her, he said,
“Get dressed.”
Tilting her head, Xu Nianchu looked at the man before giving him a deep ninety-degree bow.
“Thank you!”
Hearing her bright, crisp voice—completely different from the seductive tone she’d used the previous night—Lu Beichen couldn’t help glancing back.
Unfortunately…
At that exact moment, she was bent over.
A large expanse of fair skin came into view.
He instantly looked away again.
“What? You’re not offering to pay me this time?”
Embarrassed, Xu Nianchu rubbed the wallet that was emptier than her own face.
Now that she’d transmigrated…
She was no longer the daughter of the richest family.
She was more like Snow White waiting to bite the poisoned apple.
Seeing how pitiful her situation was, Lu Beichen decided not to make things difficult for her.
“Forget it.”
“You should leave.”
“As for what happened last night…”
“I’ll pretend it never happened.”
Xu Nianchu tugged her clothes up a little.
Back in modern times she’d worn swimsuits before, so she didn’t care much about showing a bit of skin.
But if she walked outside dressed like this…
She’d probably be arrested for hooliganism before she even made it home.
She asked awkwardly,
“Could you… help me buy a set of clothes?”
Lu Beichen: “…”
Seeing the speechless look on his face, Young Miss Xu quickly put on an adorable, pleading expression.
“Please? Since you’ve already helped me this much, why not help me all the way? Pretty please?”
Lu Beichen wanted to refuse.
But then he remembered…
He had seen her body last night.
No matter how he looked at it…
His innocence really had been compromised.
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