"Mm, I won't distance myself from you because of this, Youyou."
"Mm, Zhu Li, go have your meal." Knowing Zhu Li had misunderstood, she didn't bother to explain.
After sending Zhu Li away, Shangguan You dived back into her room.
Her mind still foggy, Shangguan You concluded that the most important thing was to understand everything about her current body and why, at such a young age, she ended up alone in B City—withdrawn, stiff, and friendless—while her entire family was in Beijing. Living in a mansion, enjoying the life of a wealthy young miss, why was she so ordinary at school?
She booted up the computer. Looking at the time displayed, she was struck by a realization, her hands clenching into fists.
I've been reborn one year after my death; today marks the first anniversary of that event! Even if I wanted to return to Beijing immediately, what could I change now? Too many things have happened within this year, and this body's memories of the past year are non-existent.
In this body's memories, she was alone in her room every day, attending classes in a daze, wanting only to hide herself away, unseen by anyone. That was until Han Yachu appeared, like a burst of sunlight, giving her the sole thought to timidly follow his silhouette. At this thought, her lips curled into a bitter smile. In one year, that despicable couple, Shen Cheng and Wanqian, must have taken even better care of the Shen Family's affairs. And Grandfather... how would he have reacted to the news of my death? That couple is probably rolling in the sheets right now, laughing at my naivety, enjoying all my property!
She fiercely suppressed the anger rising within her. The only thing to do now is to understand the current state of this body and then, gradually, take my revenge. I will reclaim every single debt owed to me. Those who have wronged me will pay double. Taking several deep breaths, she accessed the encrypted notepad with a memorized password. Upon reading the entries of the previous owner, Shangguan You was completely stunned.
If the original Wanyou was considered a wealthy heiress, then my current identity as Shangguan You is akin to that of a Princess among the wealthy, someone with an exceptionally prominent status. Compared to each other, one is earth, the other is sky. But what does it matter if I'm a Princess of a wealthy family? I was still driven away from Beijing because of schemes within that very world.
Withdrawn and self-loathing. It's unexpected that this seemingly ordinary Shangguan You would have such a distinguished heritage and background.
The diary revealed that the original Shangguan You did not like her father; she hated him for marrying a malicious stepmother and having a hypocritical sister. In her original family, apart from her grandfather who genuinely cared for her, the other members treated her with superficial kindness. That stepmother and sister, however, were two-faced.
Moreover, due to an accident a year ago, the original Shangguan You had been so terribly frightened that her vivacious nature dimmed. She turned into a more wooden and dull person who rejected any form of companionship. As for what kind of accident, the diary didn't specify. That's why her family had her hide her identity and attend high school in B City, hoping she could blend into a school environment again.
Her paternal grandfather was adamantly against it at first. However, with the support of her maternal grandfather and uncle, she eventually transferred to City B First Middle School, assuming a new identity that no one recognized.
As for her crush on the school heartthrob Han Yachu, it was described as a huge joke. By chance, Han Yachu's dominant presence and commanding air on the basketball court—his dunks, his dribbling, his elegant and graceful movements—had captivated her. So, she fell for that charming figure on the court. Whenever Han Yachu played, she made sure to be there. She would discreetly try to follow in his footsteps, even though Han Yachu, aloof as a mountain of ice, never showed warmth to anyone. Everyone knew of the original Shangguan You's feelings and often ridiculed her for overreaching. Yet, she was smitten, believing that only Han Yachu could protect and watch over her.
And that, presumably, led to the tragic event that allowed me, Wanyou, to be reborn into this body.
She held several different credit cards in her hand; nearly everyone in the family had given her one. The sums on each stunned Shangguan You. It took her several minutes to slowly accept this absurd amount of money. The balance on just one of these cards already reached nine figures, though the full amount wouldn't be accessible until she turned eighteen.
From this single card alone, one could understand the kind of status this Princess held within the family.
She closed the computer with a deep sigh, massaging her still-aching forehead.
Suddenly, a warm sensation coursed from her wrist and enveloped her body. The comforting warmth soothed her, even easing the throbbing pain in her head.
Wait... A thought struck her. Recalling the space she had just seen, she lightly touched her wrist. The purple space appeared before her once more. With a mere mental command, she entered the space.
A refreshing scent of lotus enveloped her. The purple lotus pod inside glowed with dazzling golden light from its seeds, and the translucent Spring Water near the spring eye shimmered with a faint purple light under ZiyuPurple Jade's brilliance. Everything was enchantingly beautiful.
Her eyes fell upon the lotus seeds and the Spring Water. I wonder what the lotus seeds taste like? And would bathing in this Spring Water give my skin a glow? she mused.
Suddenly, a lotus seed glowing with a pale purple light flew out from the pod and landed in her hand. Then, the Spring Water from the spring eye surged upwards, showering her from head to toe like a geyser. In an instant, she was drenched.
"AH!" she exclaimed. Could it be that anything I desire in this space can be realized just by thinking it?
Stop right now!
No sooner had the thought crossed her mind than the Spring Water ceased its downpour. Shangguan You wiped the water from her face. She was completely soaked, tightly clutching the purple lotus seed in her hand.