A Siheyuan? I'm a Singer, and I'm Back with a Shop System

When He Yushui opened her eyes again, she had become He Yushui, the pitiful little girl from the courtyard.

Faced with the whole neighborhood plotting against her and her brother being bled dry, she activated the Everything Mall.

She handed out imported chocolate like it was nothing and used rare fabrics as cleaning rags. The whole courtyard was green with envy.

The arts troupe director slapped the table and cried, “This girl is a genius!”

Zhou Yichen, a musician who had returned from abroad, cornered her in the practice room. “Your music doesn’t belong to this era. Tell me, who are you really?”