Qiu Yingying is reborn and bound to a learning system.

Qiu Yingying ran all the way back to Joyful Song. The night wind, carrying a hint of early winter chill, brushed against her cheeks, but it couldn't dispel the warm feeling in her heart. She went straight to 2202—the door was ajar. She wasn't short of money; she was still renting out the secondary bedroom there. Sister Fan and Guan Guan both shared a dream: to buy 2202. Who would win that bid?

I occasionally stay in 2202, but most of the time I stay in 2204.

Fan Shengmei's cheerful laughter and Guan Juer's gentle voice drifted out through the crack in the door, creating a warm and comforting atmosphere.

"I'm back!" she called out as she gently pushed open the door and poked her head in.

"Hey, running so fast, are you freezing outside?" Fan Shengmei was nestled on the sofa applying a face mask, her voice muffled but warm. She patted the empty seat next to her, "Come in and sit down, Guan Guan just made some hot tea."

Upon hearing this, Guan Juer stood up, picked up a beautifully packaged box of chocolates from the coffee table, and handed it to her: "I passed by the mall on my way home from get off work today and saw that this dark chocolate was on sale. I thought you like sweets, so I bought a box. Try it and see if you like it."

"Thank you, Guan Guan!" Qiu Yingying took it, unwrapped it, and popped one into her mouth. The rich sweetness mixed with a hint of bitterness melted on her tongue, so delicious that her eyes lit up. She picked another one and offered it to Fan Shengmei, "Sister Fan, try some too, it's super delicious!"

Fan Shengmei smiled and took it, saying indistinctly, "Okay, I'll share in Xiao Qiu's good fortune."

Qiu Yingying took off her coat, sat down on the sofa, and sprawled out, sincerely exclaiming, "Sister Fan, you're looking really good lately, both beautiful and cool. You're absolutely stunning!"

"Oh? How do you want to show it off?" Fan Shengmei raised an eyebrow, her tone tinged with a hint of smugness.

"You used to always frown, but now you smile so much!" Qiu Yingying said, counting on her fingers. "And you got a promotion and a raise, and you even bought that authentic handbag you've been talking about for so long! I glimpsed it in the elevator the other day, and it was so beautiful!"

At the mention of handbags, Fan Shengmei's eyes lit up. She immediately got up, slipped on her slippers, and ran to the entryway. Opening the closet, she carefully pulled out a beige handbag. "This is it!" She placed the bag on the coffee table, her fingertips gently tracing the texture of the leather. "I used to think these things were just for showing off, but now that I'm earning my own money, I realize that buying them has become a hobby over the years. I simply like them because they look nice, and it has nothing to do with anyone else."

"I have savings now, not much, but it's all earned by myself." She looked at Qiu Yingying and Guan Juer, her tone full of pride. "I don't have to ask for help with those messy things at home anymore, and I don't have to live a frugal life anymore. I can buy what I like. This feeling is so reassuring."

Qiu Yingying looked at her with eyes full of relief: "Sister Fan, you are really amazing. It's not easy for you to get to where you are today on your own."

"Yes, yes!" Guan Juer stared at the bag with bright eyes. "Sister Fan, you are my role model now! Working hard can lead to promotions and raises, saving money, and buying the things you like. It's so great."

Fan Shengmei was a little embarrassed by the praise and coughed lightly, "Alright, alright, stop talking about me. You two are getting better and better too." She sat back on the sofa, her tone tinged with emotion, "I used to be so naive, thinking that a woman had to marry well to have someone to rely on. Now I understand that relying on yourself is worse than relying on anyone else. Only when you have your own resources can you feel at ease."

She looked at Qiu Yingying with a serious expression: "Xiao Qiu, you are young, energetic and kind. Work hard, and you will definitely be better than me in the future."

Qiu Yingying nodded emphatically: "Yes! I will!" She thought about her life recently. Her work was going smoothly, her food blogger career was getting better and better, she was often getting gigs, and the gig fees were plentiful. She felt extremely safe and secure.

If you want a girl to defy fate and feel secure, give her money. If you have enough money, give her a house. If you have enough houses, give her a career. If you have enough careers, give her power. As a certain TV drama character with a red dot between her eyebrows said, money and power are the best tonics for women.

After chatting for a short while, Qiu Yingying checked the time, stood up, and said, "Let's go back to sleep. We'll leave together tomorrow!"

"Go on, go on, don't stay out too late." Fan Shengmei waved her hand.

Back in room 2204, Qiu Yingying let out a long sigh of relief the moment she closed the door. She sat on the sofa, hugging a fluffy yellow duck pillow, and silently recited in her mind, "System, check-in for today."

A semi-transparent panel that only she could see immediately popped up.

[Ding! Today's check-in successful! Reward points: 300]

Current remaining points: 3250

She smiled and nodded, just as she was about to close the panel, when the system notification sounded again, with a slightly unusual tone.

[Ding! Host has completed the side quest "Promotion and Salary Increase". Quest completion rate: 100%. Quest reward: Gene Modification Potion x1]

As soon as she finished speaking, a small glass bottle appeared out of thin air in her palm. The bottle was cool to the touch, and it contained a pale golden liquid that shimmered softly in the warm light of the room, and it smelled faintly of herbs and wood.

Qiu Yingying's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason. She had seen this gene-modification potion in the system shop before; it cost 10,000 points to exchange for, and she had been saving up for a long time but couldn't bring herself to do it. She never expected to get it through a mission. She took a deep breath, uncorked the bottle, and tilted her head back to drink the liquid in one gulp.

The initial taste is cool and sweet, sliding down the throat and instantly transforming into a warm current that slowly flows through the body. At first, there's a slightly tingling sensation, like countless tiny bubbles running under the skin, but soon the tingling dissipates, replaced by an unprecedented sense of refreshment and lightness.

She subconsciously walked to the dressing mirror, and when she looked at herself, she was stunned.

The person in the mirror was still her, but she seemed completely different.

Her hair was a soft, dark brown with natural, large waves. It was much thicker than before, and its black, glossy texture looked as if it had been oiled. It cascaded smoothly down her back, with the ends slightly curled up, swaying gently with her movements, making her neck appear even more slender. I reached out and touched it; it was incredibly soft, without a trace of frizz, and even the occasional split ends that used to appear were gone.

Her skin had a radiant, translucent whiteness, and it was even more delicate. It wasn't a pale white, but a fair complexion with a healthy pinkish tint. It was so smooth that you couldn't see a single pore, and even the occasional small closed comedones that used to appear on the tip of her nose had completely disappeared. Her cheeks had a natural rosy glow, as if she had just finished exercising and had plenty of energy. She didn't need to apply any blush to have a healthy complexion, like a beautiful SD doll.

Her eyes seemed bigger than before, with a slight upturn at the corners, carrying a touch of unintentional charm. Her eyelashes were incredibly long, thick and curled, casting a soft shadow beneath her eyelids when she blinked gently. Her pupils were dark, shining like they held starlight, and her vision was superb; even the slight nearsightedness she had developed from prolonged computer use was gone, and everything seemed much clearer.

Her nose bridge is a bit more upturned than before, but it doesn't look out of place; instead, it makes her face look smaller and more delicate. Her lips are red even without lipstick, full and moist, and when she gently purses them, they taste as sweet as cherries.

What surprised her most was her figure. In the mirror, her shoulders were smooth and beautiful, her collarbones were clearly defined, forming a lovely curve. Her upper arms had subtly revealed very attractive muscle lines, symbolizing strength. Her waist was incredibly slender, without an ounce of excess fat, and her abdomen was flat and firm. In short, everything in the right place was fuller, with a prominent bust and buttocks. Even her fingernails were exquisitely manicured, with a hint of her abs. Her legs were straight and long, with fair and smooth skin; her proportions were unbelievably perfect.

She subconsciously walked to the wall and compared her height to the mark she had made before—she had actually grown taller! She used to be only about 167 cm tall, but now her head was clearly above the mark, and she had grown to a full 169 cm.

She couldn't help but reach out and squeeze her arm; it felt firm yet elastic, and her whole body exuded a light, powerful energy. She felt stronger too. The panel automatically updated her attributes:

[Host: Qiu Yingying]

【Height: 169cm】

[Weight: 48kg]

[Appearance: 9→10]

[Wisdom: 14→16]

[Strength: 4→7] After eating spinach, the strongwoman can carry 300 kilograms of weight and is no longer a helpless girl.

[Spirit: 7→8]

[Wealth: 3636 million in cash, 1.36 million in investment funds]

Points: 3250

The feeling of her intelligence increasing from 14 to 16 was wonderful, like a layer of fog that had been covering her mind being blown away. Knowledge points that she used to have to ponder repeatedly to understand when reading books, she could now grasp the key points with just a glance; tricky problems she encountered at work before, now several solutions would naturally pop into her mind. That clear feeling of "suddenly having a brain" made her want to laugh.

Her strength increased to 7, which was beyond her expectations. Before, she would struggle to lift a 20-pound package, but now, when she clenched her fist, she could clearly feel the solid strength coming from her palm. The system indicated that lifting 300 kilograms of items would be no problem. She tried to lift the solid wood bedside table next to her bed, and it really was effortless.

The numbers in the wealth section made her heart race. 3636 million in cash, plus 1.36 million in investment funds—a sum she had never even dared to dream of before.

She saved all this money little by little. The system's financial management function is very worry-free. It automatically analyzes market trends and recommends the best-performing projects to her. She can choose to entrust the system to her or operate it herself.

Although her intelligence had increased and she had previously taken financial management courses within the system, she genuinely wasn't interested in those charts and data. Rather than staring at a screen calculating returns, she preferred figuring out recipes, so she mostly entrusted her investments to the system, resulting in consistently stable returns. Occasionally, she would practice investing on her own.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Qiu Yingying saw her dark brown curly hair draped over her shoulders, her skin fair and radiant, her eyes incredibly bright, and her figure perfectly proportioned as if sculpted by God. A surge of inexplicable joy welled up inside her.

She used to be just an ordinary small-town girl who came to Shanghai to work hard. She was cheated and suffered hardships. She carefully calculated her rent and living expenses and never thought that one day she could have these things: a beautiful appearance, a smart brain, solid strength, and endless money.

For her, this was a real case of "the poor getting rich overnight," and she didn't think about how to improve her social status.

At this stage, she doesn't have any long-term plans, nor does she want to be some powerful, successful businesswoman. Being able to eat and drink her fill every day, having a job she enjoys, owning a house and a car, having her good friends on the 22nd floor who truly care about her, and having her parents by her side—this is simply an immense blessing!

She grinned at herself in the mirror, revealing a set of neat, white teeth, her eyes and brows radiating confidence and joy from within. Her dark brown curly hair swayed gently with her movements, gleaming softly under the warm yellow light, as if she were enveloped in a warm halo.

She turned off the panel, picked up her phone to check the time, and went back to her bedroom to change clothes and wash up. The light from the ceiling shone on her face, making her already sweet face even more beautiful, and even her walking posture was more upright and graceful than before.

Qiu Yingying sent a message in the group chat: "See you all at the stairwell at 10:30 tomorrow morning!"

"Okay!" Guan Juer replied immediately, her eyes full of anticipation. "I'll get up early tomorrow and help you wash and chop the vegetables."

Fan Shengmei also perked up: "I'll take care of washing the dishes. If we divide the work, we're sure to have a good meal!"

Andy replied: "I'm really looking forward to it. I ate rice noodles so many times in Yunnan during the Chinese New Year. It's been so long since I've had a home-cooked meal."

Qu Xiaoxiao: "Then I'll be waiting to eat!"

Qiu Yingying felt a warm glow in her heart as she read everyone's replies, and she looked forward to tomorrow.

She loves eating so much.