Wasn't he supposed to be beaten to death? Why did this powerful cousin love him so much?

modern.

Jiang Sese screamed and woke up.

She still remembers the pain of the paddle hitting her body again and again.

And what Wang said.

"An orphaned girl from a merchant family came to my Xie family to beg for food, but instead of being well-behaved, she has learned to seduce men."

"You think you're worthy to even think about the Crown Prince of England?"

Jiang Sese remembered being beaten until her skin was torn and her mouth was full of blood. With her last breath, she raised her head and thought, "Why is my face not worthy of this?"

But before she could say it, she died.

Wait, what does "嘎了" mean?

Jiang Sese was stunned for a moment, not yet realizing why she had suddenly come up with this word. A flood of memories rushed into her mind like a burst dam, making her temples throb.

Jiang Sese covered her head and rolled around on the bed several times, taking more than an hour to digest.

I understand now.

She's been resurrected in another body. This body is also named Jiang Sese, twenty-six years old, working as a copywriter at a GG company. She has no mother, and a father, but he's practically nonexistent.

Like her, they were all pitiful people with no one to rely on.

After processing all this information, Jiang Sese's first reaction was to jump out of bed, rush to the place called "bathroom," look at herself in the mirror from left to right, and silently breathe a sigh of relief.

Jiang Sese still cares a lot about her appearance.

This face, while not as beautiful as hers, isn't ugly either.

But what's going on with this woman's wardrobe?!

Her wardrobe consists entirely of basic black, white, and gray items; her only cosmetics are a lipstick and a bottle of foundation; her social media accounts are perpetually unused; and she rarely posts more than three times a year on her WeChat Moments.

Jiang Sese: ...

Forget it.

Think about what kind of life she lived in the Xie family in her previous life?

Living under someone else's roof means having to be mindful of their mood.

Xie Yujiao verbally called her a vixen, but secretly she copied her style of dress. Even that old hag Wang Shi, though she spoke with high-sounding words, was ultimately just jealous of her beauty and wanted to find a reason to kill her.

Now it's great, nobody cares about her anymore, she can dress up however she wants, and be as beautiful as she wants!

What an amazing day this is!

Jiang Sese took three days off to familiarize herself with this world. On the fourth day, she went to work in high spirits.

Following the route in her memory, Jiang Sese found the building called Zhiyuan Building.

Clocking in, turning on the computer, and sitting down at her workstation—the whole process was seamless, and her body's muscle memory adapted even faster than she herself.

"SeSe, could you finish the copy for that real estate client's poster from last week?" said my colleague at the next workstation without even looking up.

Jiang Sese glanced at the nameplate on his workstation—Zhou Zhan, Art Director.

Jiang Sese hummed in agreement. She wouldn't even give an extra glance to these ordinary office workers.

But Jiang Sese still got the job done.

There's no other way; she needs this job now.

Moreover, Jiang Sese found this job quite interesting—that box called a computer was amazing; it could find out everything.

While writing copy, Jiang Sese searched for all sorts of strange and unusual things on search engines, from "how to get rid of cockroaches" to "how much does the most expensive modern skincare product cost," becoming more and more engrossed in her research.

During his lunch break, Zhou Zhan ate his takeout while watching Jiang Sese, who had been beaming at work the previous day, and said in a tone that seemed to say, "Are you crazy? Did you win the lottery? Why are you so happy?"

Jiang Sese was browsing various apps on her phone when she heard this. She raised her eyelids slightly and said matter-of-factly, "Yes, I'm beautiful and happy!"

Zhou Zhan: ...She's crazy.

However, Zhou Zhan still took a closer look at her.

Indeed, this woman seemed different today. Although she was still wearing that ordinary black hoodie, she inexplicably exuded a kind of... how to put it, a feeling of radiating queenly confidence from the inside out.

In the days that followed, Jiang Sese adapted to modern life at an astonishing speed.

She found this era to be her paradise!

The cosmetics are dazzling, the beautiful clothes are plentiful, and most importantly, there's something called a cell phone here.

Even if she was that beautiful in her past life, only a few people around her could see her.

What about this lifetime? Take a picture, post it, and the whole world can see it!!!

This discovery made Jiang Sese so excited that she couldn't sleep.

Jiang Sese started using her limited salary to buy cosmetics and clothes, and became more and more eye-catching in the office. The dull and inconspicuous girl was gone, replaced by a beautiful woman with exquisite makeup every day, who walked with a confident stride.

Colleagues were gossiping about it privately.

Some people guessed she was in a relationship, others said she was traumatized, and still others said she had been faking it all along and this was her true nature.

Jiang Sese was fully aware of this and thoroughly enjoyed it.

She loves the feeling of having all the eyes on her!

When someone praises her, she accepts it generously and never engages in the hypocritical modesty of saying "Oh, no, no."

Once, Zhou Zhan casually remarked, "Your lipstick color looks great today." Jiang Sese immediately beamed and brought her lips closer, almost shoving them into Zhou Zhan's face: "Right? I also think this shade suits me best."

Zhou Zhan: ...

One year and three months later, Jiang Sese sat at her workstation, facing the client's seventeenth revision, and for the first time felt utterly disgusted.

A client who sells laundry detergent spent half a month revising the copy.

In her past life, she dared to seduce even the heir apparent of the British royal family, and in this life, she's just sitting here writing lyrics for laundry detergent?

She deserves better!

But what truly made Jiang Sese decide to resign was that weekend.

Because she was bored at home, Jiang Sese put on a full face of makeup and used her newly bought tomato red lipstick. She looked at herself in the mirror for a long time and felt that she was absolutely stunning.

Such beauty should be seen by more people, shouldn't it?

She likes to be praised.

Jiang Sese picked up her phone, took a picture of herself, and opened Xiaohongshu (Little Red Book). This Xiaohongshu account had never been used since the original Jiang Sese registered, and the profile picture was still the default one.

Jiang Sese posted the photo with the caption: "Good weather."

After sending it, she went to study the new eyeshadow palette she had bought.

Two hours later, when she picked up her phone again, she jumped up from the sofa.

There are over three thousand comments, and the number of likes has exceeded twenty thousand.

"Sister, are you a modeler?!"

"Seriously, this is so beautiful, I immediately followed it."

"Sister, kill me!! Sister, look at me!!"

Jiang Sese read every single comment carefully, not wanting to miss a single word.

Yes, that's the feeling!

In her past life, she schemed and plotted to make others see her beauty, only to be branded a vixen and beaten to death. In this life, she posts a single photo, and thousands of strangers line up to praise her.

Jiang Sese immediately decided to resign!

The old lady quit!

When Zhou Zhan heard that Jiang Sese had resigned, she was slurping snail rice noodles and almost choked on them.

"Have you found another job?"

"No," Jiang Sese said casually, her voice smug. "I'm going to be a beauty blogger."

Zhou Zhan's expression was indescribable.

"You don't even have any fans..."

"It will be ready soon," Jiang Sese interrupted him, her tone confident, her chin slightly raised.

Zhou Zhan looked at her for three seconds, shrugged, and said, "Every profession has its own secrets. I wish you success."

Jiang Sese stood up, patted his shoulder, and laughed brightly and boldly: "Hehe, don't worry, you'll see me on your phone from now on."

As Jiang Sese stepped out of the Creative Building, the sun was shining brightly outside. She looked up at the sky and felt incredibly happy.

From this moment forward, Jiang Sese—the naturally beautiful Jiang Sese, who should not be overlooked and is destined to shine—is officially working for herself!

The days that followed were even busier than when I was at work.

Jiang Sese locked herself at home to systematically learn modern makeup, only to find that her previous skills were simply not enough. She could only bury herself in her studies, looking up anything she didn't understand, and not going to sleep until she was satisfied with her practice.

In the first month, I posted eight notes and gained forty-seven followers.

In the second month, a video of a five-minute makeup routine for an 8 a.m. commute went viral, garnering over 50,000 likes and gaining several thousand new followers overnight.

Jiang Sese looked at the rapidly increasing data in the backend and nodded in satisfaction: "That's more like it."

In the fourth month, Jiang Sese began to accept brand collaborations.

Jiang Sese even took a picture and sent it to Zhou Zhan: "Look, someone is giving me money to use their stuff."

Zhou Zhan replied with a string of ellipses.

Three years later, Jiang Sese glanced silently at the backend data.

103,000 fans.

To be honest, she wasn't very satisfied.

Jiang Sese felt that her face should be worth at least 200,000 yuan.

However, having 100,000 followers is enough. She has a stable monthly collaboration with GG and occasionally takes on a few custom makeup projects. Her income is more than enough to support herself, and she can even save money to buy the high-end skincare products she likes.

A message popped up on my phone; it was from Zhou Zhan.

"SeSe, our company has taken on a client from a beauty brand, and the boss asked me to ask you if you'd like to take on a promotional collaboration."

Jiang Sese raised an eyebrow and typed back, "What brand?"

Zhou Zhan sent me the name of a new domestic brand with a decent reputation.

Jiang Sese thought for a moment and replied, "We can talk to them and make them show sincerity."

Zhou Zhan replied instantly: "...Okay."

Two seconds later, Zhou Zhan sent another message: "So you've succeeded now, Teacher Jiang."

Jiang Sese looked at the line of text and chuckled.

Success? That's nothing.

My phone vibrated again.

Zhou Zhan: "I'm having dinner with some old colleagues tonight. Want to come?"

Jiang Sese thought for a moment and typed back to him: "Here, send me your location. I'll change my clothes and head out."

Jiang Sese stood up and walked to the wardrobe. She opened the door and found clothes of various colors and styles hanging neatly inside, a stark contrast to the wardrobe that was only black, white and gray three years ago.

Jiang Sese picked out a camel-colored coat, compared it to herself in the mirror, and only put it on when she was satisfied. Then she sat in front of the makeup mirror, touched up her lipstick, and stared at her bright face in the mirror for three seconds.

"It looks really good." Jiang Sese praised herself without any modesty.

Then she picked up her bag, put on her high heels, and went out to keep her appointment.

Jiang Sese drank some alcohol that night, and by the time she got home in her high heels it was almost midnight. After removing her makeup and washing up, she felt lightheaded when she lay down on the bed.

The alcohol amplified her sense of satisfaction several times over. Jiang Sese rolled over in her blanket, thinking drowsily, "This life is really good!"

I fell asleep while thinking about it.

Then Jiang Sese had a dream.

The dream was unusual from the very beginning.

She saw another version of herself.

She was recognized as an adopted daughter by the Duke of Dingguo and became the daughter of the Fu family. Then, she was bestowed the title of Princess Chenjia by the emperor.

Finally, with a grand wedding procession of ten miles, she married Xie Jue.

Over the years, Jiang Sese had almost forgotten Xie Jue's name, but at this moment she suddenly shuddered!

Thank you, Jue!

Thank you, Junheng!!!

Xie, the eldest son of the eldest branch of the family, became famous at a young age, passed the imperial examination with top honors in all three levels, and rose through the ranks to the Grand Secretariat.

Oh my god!!!

Jiang Sese suddenly woke up from her dream and sat up straight in bed.

3:47 a.m.

The room was quiet, with only the faint sound of the air conditioner vents.

Jiang Sese sat in the darkness, her heart pounding, a thin layer of sweat on her back.

The images from her dream were still swirling in her mind.

She was the adopted daughter of the Duke of Dingguo, and was granted the title of Princess. She married Xie Jue.

What a grand spectacle!

Jiang Sese swallowed hard, muttering to herself, "This girl is even cooler than me!!"

In her past life, she desperately tried to seduce Chu Shaoyuan, only to be beaten to death by Wang Shi.

In my dream, Jiang Sese quietly became a princess and married the chief minister of the court.

Jiang Sese sat on the bed in a daze for a full five minutes.

Then she grabbed her phone, opened the notes app, and wrote down every detail she could remember from her dream: Duke Dingguo, Princess, Imperial Edict, Xie Jue, Wedding. After writing it down, she stared at the words for a long time, countless question marks popping into her head.

Is this really just a dream?