Shi Luoqian was widely recognized as the most beautiful woman in the world. When she turned eighteen and went to an interview for transmigrators, the Systems from across the galaxy were drawn over to gawk at her.
Shi Luoqian spoke up first: “Being too beautiful is a hassle. Find me a story with an all-girl cast. At least that should be safer.”
The System wiped its sweat and packed her off to a yuri story, offering a friendly tip before she left: “Guess what girls in yuri stories like best?”
Shi Luoqian guessed, “Money? Status? Fame?”
The System replied, “Nope. They like beautiful women like you.”
And so Shi Luoqian was like a grain of rice dropped into a giant rat cage.
As soon as she transferred schools, the whole student body went wild over her beauty. A pure and determined girl blushed as she confessed her admiration. A flirtatious upperclasswoman pressed her against a wall and asked for her contact information. Even the gentle, dignified school board chair used her position to summon Shi Luoqian to her office, her gaze suggestive.
To find some peace and quiet, Shi Luoqian sat in the last row. Her desk mate was Wen Jingqi, the famously unattainable heiress of a powerful family, cool and aloof, with no regard for other people’s feelings.
At first, Miss Wen couldn’t even be bothered to look up. “Stay away from me.”
Until later...
Wen Jingqi tore up the love letters other people sent Shi Luoqian and coldly swooped in to steal every invitation.
Shi Luoqian asked offhandedly, “What are you even trying to do?”
Wen Jingqi insisted otherwise, her eyes full of disdain. “Nothing... I’m just bored.”
Shi Luoqian believed her and turned around to accept someone else’s invitation.
That night, the aloof, ascetic Miss Wen, her shirt buttoned all the way to the top, dragged Shi Luoqian straight back to her house. Her voice trembled as she ground out, “Shi Luoqian, are you blind? Can’t you see I’m the one who wants you most?”
Only after they started dating did Shi Luoqian realize how different this ice-cold beauty was in private.
By day, in front of other people, she was a cool, refined, meticulous heiress.
But at night, she would wear nothing but Shi Luoqian’s oversized white shirt, one shoulder slipping out of the collar, and lounge lazily on the sofa, running her toes up Shi Luoqian’s calf.
Her beautiful eyes glowed red with desire. Pressing close to Shi Luoqian’s ear, Wen Jingqi whispered hoarsely and tenderly:
“Luoqian... marry me.”
“My money, my power, even me... You can do whatever you want with it all.”
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