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Before her journey through time, she had loved a man deeply, only to find herself in the body of the very person who had pushed her into the river!
After the female protagonist crossed over, she exerted every effort and employed various methods to test him, ultimately realizing that this man was none other than her lover from her previous life.
“Oh my Lady Gaga! This world of time travel is truly absurdly wonderful!”
“Don’t startle me so early in the morning!” Chou'er felt a sharp pain in her nose, nearly causing a nosebleed. The culprit stood there bare-chested, waiting for her to pass by, completely unaware of how enticing he looked.
His smooth chest muscles glistened like pearls, making Chou'er's heart race with excitement. She almost lost control and wanted to leap forward for a closer look.
“Such beauty is truly irresistible!” she muttered to herself, pinching her thigh hard to suppress the urge that stirred within her.
“Come with me to the study later,” the young master raised his hand, gesturing for her to step aside.
“Yes!” Chou'er ’s gaze inadvertently swept over the small table where some powdered medicine remained. Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but after hesitating several times, she swallowed her words.
That was Wushi San; she knew all too well that it was highly addictive and could be fatal in excess. She had warned the young master before, but he hadn’t taken her seriously and had impatiently told her to mind her own business.
“Hmph, if you want me to mind my own business, then I will!” Chou'er huffed as she picked up a towel and scrubbed vigorously, as if venting her frustration.
The young master’s lips curled into a smirk as he raised an eyebrow at her. “ Chou'er, do you enjoy touching me?”
Only then did Chou'er snap back to reality. She realized that the towel had fallen without her noticing and that her hand was resting on the young master’s slender waist. No wonder he wore that sly fox expression! Flustered, she quickly shook her head.
“Really not?” The young master leaned in closer, so close that she could see the mischief glinting in his eyes.
Chou'er nodded vigorously like a garlic pounder, picked up the towel hastily, finished drying quickly, and used changing the water as an excuse to turn around and escape. However, she was stopped by the young master extending his arm across her path.
"Do you expect me to wait for you to come back while I'm naked?" The young master’s arms were strong and well-defined, almost as if he were deliberately provoking her, waiting to see her turn into a hungry wolf.
"The word 'lust' is a knife above the head!" Chou'er gritted her teeth, enduring and enduring until her face was nearly twisted with frustration. Yet the young master was relentless, wrapping an arm around her shoulder, almost pressing his face against hers as he urged, "Hurry up!"
Chou'er could no longer hold back and suddenly lunged forward... but it was to help him get dressed quickly.
As for Feng Yingbi, she had been thriving in kindergarten at the age of five, captivating the elementary school crowd at eight, mesmerizing handsome boys at fourteen, and maintaining close relationships with models in art school by eighteen. Her history of charm was nothing short of legendary. Now, however, she found herself reduced to being disliked by others, struggling to control herself when encountering handsome men. It was truly...
"Beauty is cursed by heaven; a tiger falls to the ground and is bullied by dogs!" Chou'er silently complained.
Speaking of which, all of this was thanks to her ex-boyfriend.
On a cold and windy night, she stood at the edge of a broken bridge breaking up with him.
She had just started dating him when she began to feel increasingly dissatisfied.
He wasn't as handsome as A Zhi, not as kind-hearted as A Zhi, and certainly not as straightforward as A Zhi... In short, he fell short in every aspect compared to her previous boyfriend.
She had always acted decisively and bluntly stated her reasons for breaking up.
Based on her understanding of this boyfriend, he would most likely stand there dumbfounded, only coming to his senses after she left, shouting, "I—don't—"
Who would have thought that this descendant of the five hundred twenty-third generation of a certain witch would be so heartbroken that he would roar at her in anguish: "Feng Yingbi, I curse you to get hit by a car when you go out..." Before he could finish his curse, it instantly came true.
Before she could react, she was struck by an Electric Children's Bicycle!
At that moment, all she could think was: "What the hell! You never fulfill your promises when it comes to buying branded goods; how is it that cursing someone suddenly becomes reality?"
But the reality was cruel; after being hit, her soul had crossed over.
When she woke up, she had become a maid in the Ling Mansion. She lay in bed for a full half month, her nose running to the point where she wished she could just cut it off, and she coughed so much that it felt like her lungs were about to come out.
She heard that she had accidentally fallen into the moat and caught a chill, and it was thanks to the young master's friend, Fang Yanting, who had risked his life to save her.
Was it really like that? She felt doubtful because she still retained some vague memories of being pushed into the river.
Who was behind this? Why did they want to harm her?
She was determined to find out the mastermind, but it wouldn't be easy, especially since she had a capricious master. It was this master who had given her an unfortunate name— Chou'er.
What was so ugly about her? If only she could shape her eyebrows, apply delicate eyeliner, add some eyeshadow, dab on foundation, touch up with blush, and finish with lip gloss... she could definitely transform into a little beauty.
But one day, the young master seemed to have lost his mind; after staring at her for a long time with a face full of disgust, he uttered two words: "So ugly."
At that moment, she felt as if her heart had shattered into pieces.
"From now on, I'll call you Chou'er," the young master continued. "It's a homophone!"
And just like that, she became Chou'er.
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