As the sky just began to lighten, Meng Xiyue, who always woke up on time, opened her eyes. After blinking twice, her still-drowsy eyes immediately cleared. She got out of bed swiftly, as usual, putting on her left shoe first, then the right, and began her morning routine.
Looking at the familiar face in the mirror, Meng Xiyue’s cold expression softened for a moment. She thought she should have been dead. However, in an instant, a string of information appeared in her mind. She was now in the world of a book titled “Torturous Love: The Delicate Wife Running away with the Ball.” In the book, she had little presence, appearing only at the end when she met her ex-boyfriend, the third male lead, in a foreign country. They smiled at each other, leaving endless imagination for the readers.
Although she was in a book, the world was no different from her own. Her character in the book had a few lines, but now her identity was complete, much like her real life, except her family’s business had shrunk a bit. Meng Xiyue was not dissatisfied; it was just a change of place to live.
Without further thought, she quickly washed up, changed into sportswear, and continued her daily exercise. The auntie downstairs, who was preparing breakfast, was surprised to see Meng Xiyue up so early. This employer had not come downstairs for several days, rumored to be heartbroken. Besides a pale face, Meng Xiyue seemed to be in good spirits, prompting the auntie to quicken her pace.
After running a lap, Meng Xiyue stopped, panting lightly, and resolved to strengthen her physical training. After walking slowly outside for a while and organizing all the memories of this body, she returned to the villa. This body’s parents had died in a car accident a month ago, leaving her with their assets, including a company. The original owner had no interest in managing the company but forced herself to learn to handle company affairs because it was her parents’ hard work. Despite this, the company had many issues, and the higher-ups often made things difficult for her, making her temper increasingly irritable and her heart sensitive and fragile after her parents’ passing.
At this time, her boyfriend, also busy with work, couldn’t accompany her, leading to quarrels and eventually a breakup. Meng Xiyue arrived just as the original owner, unable to cope with everyone leaving her, chose to commit suicide by taking sleeping pills. In the original plot, she was saved but left the country, disheartened. For some reason, this time the original owner truly died.
Back at the villa, the auntie had prepared breakfast. Meng Xiyue drank the soft, sticky porridge, feeling a bit more relaxed. After breakfast, her assistant was already waiting outside. Assistant Li was surprised to see Meng Xiyue, as the company had thought she was not suited to manage it. She had not shown up for days, leading everyone to believe she had given up. Yet today, she called him for a lot of information, clearly intent on continuing.
Unconcerned with others’ thoughts, Meng Xiyue got into the car and started reviewing the documents. Assistant Li glanced through the rearview mirror at her serious demeanor, feeling she had an unusual presence today. Her commanding aura was evident even when she walked out the door, making him stand straight instinctively. Perhaps she had a breakthrough?
In the meeting room, witnessing Meng Xiyue’s decisive command, Assistant Li could only think, “She’s really had a breakthrough.” Others felt the same. Meng Xiyue noticed some people zoning out, lightly tapping the table, “Any questions?” “No…none.” “Then proceed with the plan,” she said, leaving while instructing someone to bring her the proposal for collaboration with Tianyu.
After she left, the room sighed in relief, someone murmuring, “Incredible…”
Three months later…
Meng Xiyue was in the back seat reviewing financial reports when the car suddenly stopped. “What’s going on?” she asked. Assistant Li, now highly vigilant, explained, “There seems to be an accident up ahead.” Meng Xiyue saw a girl in a white dress through the window. “Go check and call the police if necessary.” “Yes.”
Assistant Li returned with a gossipy look, “Tianyu Group’s president hit a girl and tried to settle with money, but she rejected him, saying, ‘I don’t want your dirty money. Do you think you can do whatever you want because you’re rich?’ The president looked furious.” Recognizing the line, Meng Xiyue realized it was the day the protagonists met. She told Assistant Li, “Drive,” snapping him out of his reverie.
Later, after the last meeting of the day, the secretary informed her of an evening business gathering. Meng Xiyue, needing the connections, attended despite her dislike for such events. In the hall, many eyes were on her, but she gracefully integrated herself into conversations, gradually earning respect.
During a conversation, a commotion interrupted them. Meng Xiyue, unfazed, sipped her wine, observing a girl apologizing to a man in an expensive suit. Nearby, she spotted Xia Yuan, the book’s antagonist. Knowing her role, Meng Xiyue continued her networking.
In the restroom corridor, Meng Xiyue heard an angry voice demanding a search for someone, followed by a phone thrown at her feet. Xia Yuan, seeing Meng Xiyue, felt threatened by her beauty and grace, warned her to stay away from her crush, then stormed off, leaving Meng Xiyue puzzled by the villainess’s thoughts.
