Mending and Making Do at the Noble Academy

[One female lead, multiple male leads; aristocratic and wealthy families; a growing heroine with an imperfect personality]

“Eligible soul detected. Initiating cross-temporal transfer program.”

When she opened her eyes again, the smell of disinfectant had been replaced by a blend of turpentine and cologne. Ye Qing sat bolt upright, discovering she was lying on a bed covered with silver-thread embroidered sheets.

“Awake?” A gentle male voice sounded beside her. She turned and met a pair of peacock-blue eyes. The man was picking up a strand of her hair from the pillow with silver tweezers, gold embroidery thread wound around his fingers. “I'm Ye Qingxu, one of your ‘Guides.’”

The crisp click of leather shoes echoed down the hallway. A man in a light gray suit leaned against the doorframe, the platinum ring on his left ring finger glinting coldly. “Lu Zhinian, student council president. Your identity file is perfect, so perfect it looks like it was put together with code.” His smile was as precise as a programmed expression, but when she reached for her waist, a flicker of interest crossed his eyes.

An engine suddenly roared outside the window. A red-haired figure kicked the window open and climbed in, his leather jacket still stained with motor oil. “I hear someone made the Lu family's surveillance system crash three times in a row?” He tossed her a mechanical part and whistled as she caught it.

When Ye Qing reflexively twisted the wrist of a black-clad man trying to approach her, he let out a low laugh. A pale pink scar crossed his temple beneath his buzz cut, and the silver stud in his left ear flashed in the light. “Looks like the martial arts club's going to get interesting.”

Ye Qing stared at the four men, each with a completely different style, then felt the repair toolbox that had appeared out of nowhere in her pocket. The System panel lit up before her eyes: [Mender Ye Qing, welcome to Shengying Academy.]