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But the Plot Rewriting System was nowhere near as calm as Xiang Changge.

"8802, I need to remind you: although this is a world from a book, everyone here has their own predetermined path. They can't be fully summed up in just a few lines of text."

"This is a normal, complete, well-ordered world. A life for a life—break the law, and you go to prison!"

"Life is full of spectators. Now that you're here, you're one of them. If you don't want this system to waste energy restarting the world, you'd better act a little more normal!" The system's electronic voice was thick with anxiety.

"Normal?"

Xiang Changge tilted her head.

How had she acted abnormally?

System: "!"

"Even that sudden head tilt just now was very abnormal, hey!"

No one else knew she was talking to it. Looking like that made her seem like... well, a lunatic!

Xiang Changge: "..."

She had already been very restrained, okay?

Unable to get through to her, the system decided to find Xiang Changge something to do.

"Here, this is information about the world. 8802, take a look first."

As soon as the system finished speaking, Xiang Changge felt a stream of information flood into her mind.

In the novel 99 Sadistic Romances: The Tyrant CEO's Hidden Love, the male and female leads had suffered through seven years of tortured love before finally ending up together.

The supporting female character, Yu Qing, committed suicide at the age of twenty-four. After her death, the male and female leads spent another four years entangled with one another before completing their seven years of anguished romance.

Yu Qing was currently twenty-one, with three months left until her twenty-second birthday. In other words, the male and female leads had already been entangled for nearly a year, yet Yu Qing still did not know the female lead existed.

"Since there was no suitable identity for you in the original plot, this system added one in."

Added one in—

Xiang Changge looked over the information about her identity in her mind.

Xiang Changge, female, 173 cm tall, 55 kg, twenty-two years old, orphaned, sponsored and trained by the Yu Corporation couple since childhood, deeply trusted by both of them.

Three days ago, she graduated from the Royal International Butler Management Academy in Bribatol, holding the Yu Corporation couple's will and sponsorship contract.

According to the contract, after graduating, Xiang Changge was required to return to the country and become the private butler of the Yu Corporation couple's only daughter, Yu Qing. Her duties included, but were not limited to, taking proper care of Yu Qing and resolving any difficulties or troubles in her life.

Of course, if Xiang Changge wanted to resign, she would face an astronomical breach-of-contract penalty.

As for the will, that was something the system had fabricated.

The will stated that if Yu Qing dismissed Xiang Changge, she would be unable to inherit her parents' estate. It had been created to ensure Xiang Changge could remain by Yu Qing's side.

In short, Xiang Changge's identity was that of an all-round talent Yu Qing's parents had cultivated since childhood for the sake of their frail and sickly daughter.

With this contract and will, Xiang Changge and Yu Qing were practically bound together in this world.

There was not much information. Aside from that, there were only a few supplementary details about "Xiang Changge's" life.

Xiang Changge was more concerned about another question. "Then how will my salary and benefits be calculated?"

System: "Don't worry, Host. The Yu Family is filthy rich. Your compensation will definitely be excellent."

Xiang Changge did not believe it and chose to look through the contract herself.

Very quickly, she found what she wanted to see.

The contract stated that Butler Xiang Changge's compensation package was: "After-tax monthly salary of 800,000, five social insurances and two housing funds, fifteen months' salary per year, room and board included, all expenses reimbursable..."

"!"

Not to mention that Xiang Changge had already struggled through five years in the apocalypse—even before the apocalypse arrived, she would never have dared imagine that one day she could enjoy such a salary and benefits package.

Xiang Changge clenched her fists.

Just as she could no longer suppress the excitement in her heart, she suddenly remembered the system's earlier warning.

She immediately stood up and followed the signs to the restroom.

The moment the restroom door shut behind her, she could no longer control herself. Overcome with excitement, she clenched both fists and wildly punched the air.

Since it was a long international flight and the plane was currently along the line between dawn and dusk, most of the passengers had already fallen asleep, and the cabin had dimmed.

Only the restroom in the corner faintly leaked a few tiny sounds that no one noticed.

If one listened carefully, a woman's voice could be heard saying something.

"Eight hundred thousand! Eight hundred thousand! Room and board included! Every expense can be reimbursed! Hahahahaha!!!"

"System, you said I can stay here forever from now on, right?"

"Hahahahaha! To hell with zombies, to hell with dried earthworms, to hell with the apocalypse!"

"..."

As for the four words "no days off all year" later in the contract, no one cared about them anymore.

Author's note:

Changge: [Throwing flowers] [Throwing flowers]

System: [Question marks] [Question marks]

Working for the Yu Family Is Pretty Great, Right?

After punching oxygen and kicking carbon dioxide in the airplane restroom for quite a while, Xiang Changge finally calmed down from the intense excitement of having a windfall fall straight onto her head.

With the mindset of since she was already here, she conveniently used the restroom as well.

As she washed her hands and carefully felt the cool purity of water flowing over her palms, Xiang Changge stared at the sink and softly murmured, "I really want to take a bath."

She had already forgotten how long it had been since she last took one.

The environment in the apocalypse was harsh. Whether plants, animals, water sources, or soil, everything had been contaminated by acid rain. Forget taking a satisfying bath—even drinking water was a problem.

Although this body was spotlessly clean at the moment, in Xiang Changge's memories and subconscious, she still felt that she had not bathed in a very long time.

The Plot Rewriting System, the only one that could hear her muttering, went: "!"

No! What normal person took a bath on an airplane?!

Could this host be a little more reliable?!

Terrified that she might do something else incomprehensible to ordinary people, the system hurriedly shrieked in Xiang Changge's mind, "Don't even think about it! 8802, you're not allowed to think about it!"

"This body was a brand-new body created using your original body as a model. A 'brand-new body,' 8802, do you understand? The completely new, uncontaminated kind. You don't need to wash at all!"

"Using my own body as a model?"

Xiang Changge froze for a moment before raising her head to look at the mirror she had deliberately ignored until now.

Meeting those light grayish-brown eyes in the mirror, Xiang Changge could clearly see the faint confusion on the reflected woman's face.

Her long black hair was loosely pinned behind her head. She wore a brilliantly white fitted shirt, its sleeves rolled up twice to reveal pale wrists with bluish veins beneath the skin.

Paired with slightly flared black suit pants, the outfit looked relaxed yet capable, carrying an air of businesslike professionalism.

And that face was so familiar that Xiang Changge strangely felt it was unfamiliar.

It was her, yet not her.

Instinctively, Xiang Changge pinched her collagen-filled cheek.

"Is this me?"

She asked the system.

The system gave an unequivocal answer. "Yes. This body was created based on your original physical data. It is even better and more perfect than your previous one."

After all, it was still in its flawless, fresh-from-the-factory state.

"However, since you were only just placed in this world, your body and soul may still be in the process of merging. The body's original abilities have not fully manifested yet. You'll be fine once you adapt for a while."

Only then did Xiang Changge let out a slight sigh of relief.

"That explains it. How could my body get full after eating only five servings of pasta?"

System: "?"

What was she talking about?

That airplane food had been so greasy and heavy. Was five servings not enough?

What kind of host was this?

A Plot Rewriting System that had originally been lively, cheerful, enthusiastic, and considerate suddenly became quiet and withdrawn, no longer fond of smiling.

-

Perhaps to set the gloomy and painful mood of the male and female leads, City A was always rainy in June. Typhoons seemed to have taken root there, occasionally whipping the hem of the male lead's shirt until it fluttered dramatically.

At two-thirty in the afternoon, Xiang Changge had eaten another six airplane meals, along with three snacks and two servings of fruit, then taken a short nap. The moment she stepped out of the airport, hot wind mixed with rain slapped her across the face.

Looking at the lively, ordinary crowd bustling around her, Xiang Changge, who felt as though she had been separated from the world for an age, paused where she stood for two seconds before asking the system, "Am I supposed to take a taxi to the Yu Family residence by myself now?"

The system gave a negative answer.

"Now, you need to turn around and look toward the three o'clock direction. See that middle-aged man holding a sign with the character 'Yu' on it? That's Huang Chao, the Yu Family driver who came to pick you up."

Hearing that, Xiang Changge raised one eyebrow. "Transportation included. Not bad."

-

Meanwhile, at the Yu Family residence.

Zhou Jiayi had been sitting in the reception room for over an hour before he finally heard the soft sound of slippers stepping across the marble floor.

He turned around. Upon seeing that familiar slender figure, he immediately rose to his feet and greeted her politely. "Miss Yu, it has been a long time. How have you been recently?"

A slender, fragile figure approached slowly from a distance, as though a gust of wind could knock her over. She carried with her a faint, slightly bitter scent of mugwort and slowly sat down opposite Zhou Jiayi.

Her waist-length black hair fell loose behind her, with two strands resting in front of her shoulders, making her already pale face seem paper-white.

Though the temperature was nearly thirty degrees, the newcomer still had a thin shawl draped over her shoulders.

After sitting down, Yu Qing wearily raised a hand and pressed her slender fingertips to her temple. She casually greeted Assistant Zhou, who had once been her parents' right-hand man, before getting straight to the point. "Assistant Zhou, what brings you here so suddenly today?"