Chen Jiajia had just graduated from college and couldn't find a job, so she decided to prepare for the civil service exam. While visiting her hometown, she was sorting through her things when she found a jade pendant. On a whim, she pricked her finger and dripped a drop of blood onto it.
Uh...
Nothing happened.
Figures. Novels are all lies!
Chen Jiajia curled her lip in disdain, went back to her questions, and studied until the dead of night. She drifted off to sleep, half-conscious.
She vaguely heard someone speaking beside her ear.
"Gege, Gege, time to wash up. The Fourth Master is coming tonight, so we can't keep him waiting!"
What?
Gege?
What?!
Chen Jiajia furrowed her delicate brows and slowly opened her eyes.
She found herself in an old-fashioned room, with two girls around fifteen or sixteen, still school age. When one of them saw her wake, she immediately urged her on anxiously:
"Gege, we have to hurry. There won't be enough time otherwise." Chen Jiajia was bewilderingly fussed over...
It wasn't until the man walked in that she saw him: strong brows, bright eyes, tall and imposing, with an intimidating presence. But his shiny, oversized head was a bit distracting.
"What is it, Chen Gege? Are you displeased?" His voice was icy.
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