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Darkness.
Jiang Tiantian listened to the steady breathing beside her, mixed with the occasional whiff of alcohol. She sighed—tonight, she’d just have to make do.
Staring blankly at the ceiling, she finally relaxed enough to think quickly.
Since she had already arrived in this place, she needed to figure out how to establish herself and survive.
Everything here was unfamiliar.
That so-called Jiang family—where neither her father nor mother cared for her, and where her own sister constantly schemed against her—was not worth returning to.
She had never even considered going back.
Even in an entirely unfamiliar era, she believed in her own abilities. She would carve out a place for herself.
And this man beside her… He matched her aesthetic preferences in every way. From her years of reading people, he seemed to have a good temperament too. It would be a pity not to give it a try. His grandfather earlier also seemed like a kind and loving elder, and the whole family exuded warmth and harmony.
For now, the best choice was to stay.
Besides, with such a handsome man, even if she hadn’t decided whether to pursue a long-term relationship with him, she absolutely couldn’t let Jiang Hongmei have him.
Because she didn’t deserve him.
Since Jiang’s mother and Jiang Hongmei wanted her to leave, why not do the opposite? She might as well stay here. Once she understood this era’s environment and policies, she could plan her next steps.
Just as Jiang Tiantian sorted through her thoughts and was about to close her eyes in satisfaction, she suddenly felt her consciousness being pulled into a strange space.
Floating in front of her was a life-sized 3D anime-style girl—huge, glossy eyes, long lashes, a cute upturned nose, cherry-red lips, twin ponytails, and a sailor outfit…
Jiang Tiantian’s jaw dropped. Which hardcore otaku designed this character?
“Welcome, Miss Jiang Tiantian.”
“This is the Cross-Dimensional Intelligent Live Streaming System. You have been carefully selected as our new host.”
“I am your live streaming assistant, ID: 007. You can call me Xiao Qi.”
“I will provide full-service support for you.”
With a wave of her hand, Xiao Qi made a large 3D holographic projection appear around them.
Jiang Tiantian watched in amazement as the projections displayed various countries and people of different ethnicities going about their daily lives—mountains, rivers, fresh produce, city streets, and local cultures, all vividly lifelike.
Xiao Qi continued,
“As a host, you can record videos or live stream your daily life in this era to gain followers and earn reward coins.”
“As your follower count grows, your account level will increase. Each level-up will grant you additional privileges and special rewards from the system.”
“Reward coins can be exchanged on the platform for any supplies you need.”
Xiao Qi waved her hand again, and the scene shifted.
A dazzling array of products and their prices flashed before Jiang Tiantian’s eyes.
Some items she recognized from the 20th century, while others were completely unfamiliar—perhaps from parallel universes.
“But I don’t have any equipment. How am I supposed to film, edit, and stream?”
Xiao Qi reassured her,
“Don’t worry. I will provide all the necessary tools for different business scenarios.”
“You won’t need to manually edit or handle post-production—I will process the footage according to your vision.”
“The final product will only be uploaded and published after you approve it.”
“I will also notify you of fan comments, facilitate interactions, and provide analytics on follower growth and reward income to help you optimize your content.”
Jiang Tiantian became increasingly satisfied as she listened.
Now, this was an interesting golden finger for a reincarnator.
It seemed like her future days wouldn’t be boring at all.
After thoroughly understanding the system’s functions, Jiang Tiantian bid farewell to Xiao Qi, and her consciousness returned to reality.
Thinking about the possible drama awaiting her in the morning, her inner battle spirit flared up.
Since the previous Jiang Tiantian had given up her life, she would live well in her place.
As for those so-called “relatives” who bullied her to the point of despair, she would make sure to exact revenge at the right time.
In Jiang Tiantian’s dictionary, there was no such word as “cowardice.”
There was only one word—fight!
—
When Jiang Tiantian woke up, the room was empty.
She quickly got up and tidied the bed.
She wondered how her face looked now.
Scanning the room, she spotted a small storage shelf with a mirror near the window.
Walking over, she found a basin of warm water, a fresh towel, and a brand-new wooden comb.
She touched the water—it was still warm. A smile spread across her face. This man was surprisingly thoughtful.
Looking into the mirror, she saw the same face as the little girl from her dreams. Compared to her previous self, she looked much more appealing.
The bruises on her forehead and philtrum had mostly faded, all thanks to the family’s traditional medicinal ointment.
After washing her face, she untangled her messy long hair and re-braided it into two slightly loose pigtails draped over her chest.
She also combed up her thick, overgrown bangs that were covering her eyebrows and secured them with a small black hairpin.
Admiring her reflection, she nodded in satisfaction.
Ah, youth. No need for makeup—her skin was already glowing.
Just as she set the wooden comb down, a sharp female scream came from outside.
It was Jiang Hongmei.
Then, her mother, Du Yulan, began shouting furiously in the courtyard.
“Jiang Tiantian! Get out here right now!”
“What kind of sin have I committed?”
“How did I give birth to such a shameless daughter who even steals her sister’s fiancé?”
Du Yulan hugged her wailing eldest daughter with a heartbroken expression.
“Hongmei, it’s all my fault. I failed to educate that wretched girl, letting her do something so disgraceful.”
“She’s been flirting with boys since she was little, and now she’s outright stealing her sister’s husband!”
“In-laws, what do we do now?”
“Our family is ruined!”
Jiang Hongmei dramatically collapsed onto the ground, crying hysterically,
“I don’t want to live anymore! Why is my life so miserable?”
“My own sister stole my man! How am I supposed to face people now?”
“I have no reason to live! Oh, heavens, just take me away!”
—
It was early morning, and the quiet mountain village was suddenly filled with wailing and screaming.
Their theatrical performance soon attracted curious neighbors, who gathered at the entrance to watch.
Meanwhile, Cha Jiuzhang, his father, and his mother emerged from the kitchen, looking completely bewildered.
After listening for a while, they finally understood the situation.
So, the girl in the bridal chamber last night wasn’t their real daughter-in-law?
This girl standing in front of them was?
Cha Cheng turned to his son with a serious expression.
“What’s going on? How did you mistake your own bride?”
Cha Jiuzhang looked even more confused.
“When I entered the bridal chamber last night, there was only one person in the room!”
Cha Cheng furrowed his brows and asked in a low voice, “Did you… sleep with her?”
“Uh…”
Cha Jiuzhang hesitated, then stammered, “S-slept with her, I guess?”
Sleeping on the same bed counted as sleeping together… right?
Cha Cheng sighed heavily.
This was a mess.
Who could have expected such a situation?
The younger sister had ended up in the older sister’s wedding chamber.
Now what?