He transmigrated into the body of the school heartthrob's spoiled ex-girlfriend, and he insiste

Late at night, a private helipad in City A.

The place is deserted and desolate, and the night wind is even more biting than in the city, scraping against your face like a knife.

Amidst the deafening roar of its engines, a white Gulfstream G650 sat quietly on the runway.

The lights at the cabin door were the only source of light in the pitch-black night.

Wen Ning, wrapped in Zhou Xu's suit jacket, stood at the bottom of the gangway.

The red skirt fluttered in the wind, like a flame about to go out.

Zhou Xu stood opposite her.

The wind ruffled his meticulously styled hair.

He glanced at his watch, his expression grave.

"Time is up."

Zhou Xu handed her a thick kraft paper file folder.

"Take it."

"Inside are my new identity documents, passport, and admission letter from the Paris Academy of Fine Arts."

"I've already had the apartment cleaned, and the key is inside."

Wen Ning took the file folder.

It's very light.

But it carries the weight of her entire future for the next three years.

"Big brother."

Wen Ning looked at Zhou Xu, her eyes stinging with tears.

"Thanks."

"Without you, I really don't know what I would do."

Zhou Xu sighed.

He reached out and adjusted her suit jacket over her shoulders.

His movements were somewhat stiff, but they revealed his brotherly care.

"Go."

"Take good care of yourself when you get there."

"Don't let your family...don't make me worry."

He paused, then said finally:

"If you're unhappy, you can come back anytime."

"Although the Zhou family has many rules, they won't ignore you, even if it's just for the sake of face."

Wen Ning nodded vigorously.

Goodbye, brother.

She turned around.

Without further hesitation.

Step by step, I stepped onto the gangway.

The hatch closed slowly.

It blocked out the outside wind, and also blocked out Zhou Xu's complicated gaze.

Wen Ning entered the cabin.

The leather seats are very soft, and champagne is ready.

But all this luxury only made her feel a bone-chilling cold.

She sat down by the window.

Fasten your seatbelt.

【drop--】

In her mind, the mechanical voice that had accompanied her for more than half a year rang out right on time.

This time.

There were no more urgings or warnings as before.

Rather, it was a solemn, even somewhat compassionate, declaration.

[Congratulations to the host. 】

All "Drama Queen/Vicious" main quests have been completed.

[Plot corrections complete. Worldline deviation value has been returned to zero.]

The male lead, Jiang Ci, has completely shed the "love-obsessed" stereotype.

[It was detected that its "darkening value" has exceeded the critical point.]

[He is about to enter the "darkening and career-building" main storyline set in the original book. Future achievement rating: SSS level.]

Wen Ning leaned back in her chair.

I closed my eyes wearily.

"So... he's safe, right?"

"He'll become the richest man, he'll have everything he wants, right?"

【Yes. 】

He will become the world's most powerful business tycoon. Invincible.

The system paused for a moment.

His voice became somewhat low.

However, host.

Everything has a price.

[In order to forcibly correct the plot, you overdraw too much of your mental energy and life points.]

[As a price... you will disappear from the "core storyline" of this world.]

The next three years.

Your body will enter a "dormant/healing" state.

You will need to undergo long-term psychological intervention and physical recuperation abroad to repair the damage caused by the system binding.

You will gradually forget this memory until... the plot requires you to return (or perhaps never).

[Countdown to end begins: 10, 9, 8...]

The plane began to taxi.

A tremendous feeling of being pushed back in your seat came over you.

accelerate.

weightlessness.

The white fuselage pierced the night sky, soaring proudly towards the clouds.

Wen Ning turned his head to the side.

Looking down through the narrow porthole.

City A was brightly lit.

The crisscrossing streets, the river of cars flowing like gold.

And then there's the Ritz-Carlton Hotel in the heart of the city, which just hosted that brutal victory celebration.

now.

Looking from several thousand meters above the ground.

They all turned into insignificant specks of light.

In that magnificent city.

There was a boy who was going crazy.

Perhaps he's still screaming in that banquet hall.

Perhaps he's driving recklessly, speeding through the streets, trying to find that red figure.

but.

He can't be found.

He will never find it in this lifetime.

Tears blurred my vision.

The myriad lights below appeared in her eyes as a shattered galaxy.

【3, 2, 1.】

[Disengagement complete.]

A deep sense of drowsiness washed over me like a tide.

Wen Ning's consciousness began to blur.

In the last second before darkness fell.

She reached out and, through the cold glass, lightly touched the city.

"Bye now."

Her lips opened and closed silently.

"My boy".

The plane passed through the clouds.

Flying towards distant foreign lands.

It left behind a heartbreaking city.

And a man who is about to rise from the ashes...