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Lan Xin invited me to meet.

Qiu Baiyu’s mind was nearly exploding.

It’s one thing for her to get drunk and touch expensive things, but how could she now be grabbing people randomly?!

Alcohol is not a good thing, it really isn’t!

Qiu Zimin was drawn over by her astonished voice, curiously asking, “What’s the matter, what’s the matter, Auntie? What’s wrong?”

Qiu Baiyu sent her back to watch TV.

Some topics are more adult, and children shouldn’t hear them.

Even she herself didn’t really want to hear, because the main characters were her and Yi Wanyue…

“I’m sorry, Wanyue, I didn’t do it on purpose last night, please don’t take it to heart,” she immediately apologized, “I swear I’ll never drink again.”

Yi Wanyue probably doesn’t know how to see her; she’s afraid she might think of her as a scumbag.

Getting drunk and having wandering hands means she should quit drinking altogether!

Yi Wanyue, after hearing these words, couldn’t help but laugh and said, “Where are your thoughts going?”

She took her hand and gently placed it at the end of her own eyebrow, “This is where you touched.”

Qiu Baiyu was momentarily stunned.

She saw Yi Wanyue, with a smile in her eyes, leaning over, her palm covering the back of her hand, with slender fingers gently moving, guiding her fingers to touch her skin.

“It’s here, you discovered a mole here.

“You even praised it as beautiful.”

Qiu Baiyu blinked, slowly realizing, as memories of this came back to her mind bit by bit.

She indeed seemed to have praised it as beautiful yesterday…

Even now, looking at it soberly, she still finds it beautiful.

The touch of her fingertips was cautious, extremely gentle.

Qiu Baiyu quietly sighed in her heart: it really is very beautiful…

Yi Wanyue did not resist Qiu Baiyu’s touch and gave her a bright smile.

In an instant, it seemed as if all the daylight from outside fell upon her, dazzlingly drawing attention.

Qiu Baiyu’s fingers paused slightly, her heart seemingly brushed gently by the wind blowing in from outside the window.

The next second, she withdrew her hand directly.

“Hungry, let’s eat.”

Yi Wanyue noticed a faint blush suddenly appear on her face, like a ray of rosy clouds passing swiftly, leaving a slight trace.

Both beautiful and cute.

Yi Wanyue’s smile deepened.

A person who is usually calm and collected is so easily made to blush—how interesting.

Today there are guests at home, so the aunt made an extra portion while cooking.

Yi Wanyue simply decided to have a meal here; being too polite with Qiu Baiyu would just be too formal.

Qiu Zimin sat in the living room, holding her meal, watching TV while eating, and the two adults sat at the dining table, chatting while eating, each in their own world.

Halfway through eating, Yi Wanyue’s phone suddenly rang, indicating a new message.

She picked it up and glanced at it, her eyebrows raised suddenly.

Qiu Baiyu noticed the expression that seemed as if something had happened and asked, “What happened?”

Yi Wanyue didn’t hide it: “Lan Xin invited me to meet.”

Qiu Baiyu, upon hearing this, also raised an eyebrow, her eyes showing surprise.

“You still have each other’s contact information?”

“Added after the last competition.”

“Oh, what does she want to meet you for?”

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“I don’t know, she asked if I was free in the afternoon to have a cup of coffee together.”

“Do you want to go?”

Yi Wanyue nodded.

She lightly tapped a few times on the screen, replied with “okay,” and arranged a specific time, then put down the phone and picked up her chopsticks again.

“She likes Jiang Shen, and might do something because of him. If this matter isn’t resolved, it will only be troublesome for me.

“I don’t like leaving trouble for myself.”

Lan Xin is much like the original setting’s Qiu Baiyu.

In the original plot, they both developed hatred for her because they loved Jiang Shen, acting against her and becoming characters that were like hidden dangers ready to explode at any moment.

Initially, it was to solve troubles for herself that she actively wanted to meet Qiu Baiyu, not expecting that the person inside had already changed, and in the process, she also conveniently saved the innocent child, Qiu Zimin.

Originally, she also wanted to save Qiu Zimin; it’s too tragic for an innocent child to be dragged into adult love affairs.

Hearing her say this, Qiu Baiyu also thought she should go.

Having one more friend is always better than having one more enemy.

Moreover, judging from the situation on the day of the competition, Lan Xin, like Qiu Zimin, can be changed.

In that case, stepping in to save and making an effort, why not?

She also saw great interest in Yi Wanyue’s eyes.

“You seem to like handling these kinds of things?”

Yi Wanyue smiled and said, “It’s quite interesting.

“I like interesting things.”

“Generally interesting,” Qiu Baiyu’s expression was calm to the point of indifference, “the setting is always like this, men flirt outside, and in the end, it’s always the women who are targeted.”

They clearly love Jiang Shen, yet they always think about targeting Yi Wanyue.

Why not target Jiang Shen? Why not use methods on him to bring him to their side?

Capturing his body and mind would be more effective than attacking other women.

Every wrong has a head, every debt has an owner; that’s the way it should be done.

Yi Wanyue looked up and smiled.

“You are right.”

At this point, Qiu Baiyu suddenly remembered something very important.

This matter once served as important evidence in the question of “Does Yi Wanyue have a system or not,” making her firmly believe that Yi Wanyue had no system.

“There is one thing I care about,” Qiu Baiyu pondered her wording, “you understand this world, understand your life, but on the day of the competition, after you won the championship, you sighed in relief, as if you didn’t know you would get the trophy. Why is that?”

Could it be that Yi Wanyue’s system and her system are both immersive experiences that hide the plot?

But she feels that only her system is a joke, and Yi Wanyue’s system should be more intelligent.

After hearing her question, Yi Wanyue raised her eyes to look at her, as if looking at her and also as if looking through her to see the system behind her.

“Because there were too many accidents.”

Sitting in front of her was an “accident.”

Escaping from a vicious fate, independent and assertive, a very good accident.

Qiu Baiyu seemed to understand: “The competition is to prove strength, and it’s natural for contestants to want to win.”

Yi Wanyue said, “That’s part of it, but not the whole meaning.”

Qiu Baiyu: “Are there other reasons?”

Yi Wanyue, smiling, said: “My friends and your friends are both similar and different. Cooperation with my friends benefits me and doesn’t harm anyone— the better my career, the better our Yi family’s fortune.”

Yi Wanyue’s system completely serves Yi Wanyue.

She will neither require her to become the male lead’s woman nor force her to harm others. She only needs her to develop according to her own ideas.

However, in order to prevent the female lead from straying too absurdly from the plot and being noticed by a possibly existing plot correction system, Yi Wanyue’s system made some requests with rewards:

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First, to play well the role of the “white moonlight”;

Second, to shine brightly in her beloved career.

Yi Wanyue is Jiang Shen’s “white moonlight,” and Yi Wanyue loves the piano and will shine brightly in this field, all of which is written in the original plot, considered the normal plot line.

As long as she completes tasks related to these two points, the system will give her corresponding rewards.

The former is interspersed throughout the main line, with rewards calculated separately.

The latter is her current goal; as long as she wins the championship in each competition, she can receive good luck rewards—for her family.

Originally, the system was to give good luck to her, but she was not interested; she chose a bigger goal—the Yi family.

She was born in this family, receiving the most selfless and warm love and economic support from her family members. She loves them in return, so she wants to give back to them, ensuring the Yi family’s prosperity and favorable conditions.

She cannot help with the family’s business; her mother and sister are responsible for the hard work, and she is responsible for adding some good luck, which is not bad.

If the Yi family does not fall, then she will not fall.

Yi Wanyue conveyed these thoughts to Qiu Baiyu in another way, and Qiu Baiyu could not help but sigh after hearing: “Truly worthy of you.”

Yi Wanyue used this approach very cleverly.

The Yi family is her confidence; as long as the Yi family remains, there is nothing to worry about.

Following this, Qiu Baiyu also realized one thing.

She turned to glance at Qiu Zimin—still seriously watching TV.

She turned back and lowered her voice, saying: “This is your real source of pressure, isn’t it?”

Being able to bring good luck to the family is naturally a good thing, but the premise is that Yi Wanyue must win the championship in every competition.

If following the original plot, Yi Wanyue’s journey to winning the championship would be without doubt, but now this world has already begun to present “accidents”—the plot can be changed.

Qiu Baiyu has changed.

Qiu Zimin has changed.

So will Yi Wanyue’s championship win change?

This time it didn’t change, but what about next time?

No one can guarantee it, not even the system.

Yi Wanyue did not deny it and nodded slightly.

Because of the pressure, she smokes to relieve it before every competition.

The protagonist is also a living, flesh-and-blood person who still fears not doing well.

Qiu Baiyu can understand this feeling and does not wish for her friend to have too much pressure.

She held Yi Wanyue’s hand and softly said: “Good luck is not something that often comes; even achieving it once or twice is very impressive.”

“The most important thing is that you can feel happiness in your performance.”

Yi Wanyue clearly sensed her intentions and gently returned the hold on her hand.

“I understand.”

Qiu Baiyu said, “Are you sure you want to meet with Miss Lan this afternoon?”

Yi Wanyue nodded.

Qiu Baiyu asked, “Do you need me to go with you?”

Yi Wanyue smiled and said, “No need, she won’t eat me.”

Qiu Baiyu compromised, “Alright, call me if anything comes up.”

Yi Wanyue nodded in agreement.


At 3:30 in the afternoon, Yi Wanyue and Lan Xin sat in a café.

Lan Xin looked at the woman opposite her.

Yi Wanyue was elegant and composed, unhurried and calm, the person who held a special place in Jiang Shen’s heart.

The person in Jiang Shen’s heart…a position that made her jealous.

Today, she invited Yi Wanyue to meet because she wanted to clear things up.

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Her feelings for Jiang Shen, Yi Wanyue’s feelings for Jiang Shen, everything needed to be made clear.

Jiang Shen was already single again; either of them could have a chance, and she wanted Yi Wanyue to know she wouldn’t give up easily.

Lan Xin therefore spoke first: “Miss Yi, I think you also know Jiang Shen.”

Yi Wanyue, holding her coffee, looked at her calmly.

Lan Xin, seeing this, got straight to the point: “I invited you here today because I want to tell you…I like him.”

As the words fell, she unconsciously began to guess Yi Wanyue’s reaction.

Was it unexpected? Or unwilling to face? After all, no one wants so many rivals in love.

She saw Yi Wanyue put down the coffee she was holding.

Yi Wanyue asked, “What do you like about him?”

Lan Xin started to speak, “I like—”

Yi Wanyue interrupted, “What about him matches you?”

Lan Xin opened her mouth, “He—huh?!”

She was stunned, hesitant, puzzled, then silent.

—Is something wrong with my ears?


LP: The only good thing about Jiang Shen is his money




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