The God of Wealth: The growth journey of the poor white rich beauty

(Parallel world, please do not substitute)

The sun is scorching, and the weather in Urumqi in June this year is already extremely hot.

Urumqi No. 3 Middle School, one of the venues for this year's Gaokao exam, was already bustling with activity at the school gate. The final exam was about to conclude, and the gate was filled with parents waiting to take their children home.

Soon after, the ringing of the exam bell rang throughout the school. The parents waiting at the gate immediately became agitated, and the school was filled with a restless clamor.

A bespectacled boy, shouting "Freedom," rushed out of the examination hall, followed closely by a surging crowd of test-takers. The youthful energy mingled with the concerned inquiries of their parents. From this moment on, the futures of this group of high school seniors forked, forcing them to embark on different life journeys.

A small white flower floated out from the sea of ​​people. At this time, Bai Tang was wearing a blue and white school uniform and white shoes. She had a high furry bun, big eyes and a small face. Beads of sweat hung on her pale face. She was just over 1.6 meters tall and was carried out of the school gate by the crowd.

Ten minutes later, Bai Tang, having squeezed out of the crowd and away from the exam hall, let out a long sigh. This was too scary. He quickly patted his heart, put on his helmet, and hopped on his beloved little pink electric scooter, slowly swaying back home.

In a small, 70-square-meter, two-bedroom apartment in Wenyayuan Community, Bai Tang had just finished lunch. After living alone for so many years, he'd gone from not knowing how to cook in the beginning, always using too much salt, too little sugar, or cooking half-cooked meals, to now being a skilled cook who can make simple vegetables taste delicious and varied.

At this time, Bai Tang was tidying the house. He was holding a photo frame and wiping it carefully. Inside the frame was a black and white photo of a gentle and clear woman.

"Mom, I miss you so much." Tears dripped onto the ground, creating ripples in the lake of my heart...

Five years ago, in the ward of Urumqi First People's Hospital, Song Wei was already in the late stages of liver cancer. The pain had left this once bright and clear-skinned woman with a haggard face, a look no longer recognizable. With a withered, skinny hand, she grasped the tearful hand of Bai Tang, her eyes filled with reluctance.

"My Tangtang will definitely grow up bravely and happily." After saying this, Song Wei turned her head with difficulty and looked at the haggard man on the other side, speechless for a long time.

Bai Wengang was so nervous when Song Wei looked at him that he stammered, "Don't worry, Tangtang is our daughter. I will take good care of her and raise her to adulthood."

"Bai Wengang, remember what you just said. There are some things I don't want to say anymore, but you have to be nice to Tangtang."

After saying that, she ignored the man and turned back to look at her daughter. "My dear Tangtang, Mommy can't bear to leave you, but Mommy can't do anything." Her left hand tightly grasped her daughter's small hand, as if she had used up all her life's strength, but it only tightened slightly.

As the mother and daughter were talking in low voices, Song Wei suddenly began to breathe rapidly and her body stiffened and trembled. The monitoring device beside the bed began to beep rapidly!

Death came so suddenly. Just as Bai Tang was holding her mother's hand and crying, and Bai Wengang was urgently calling for medical help, Song Wei used up her last bit of strength to touch Bai Tang's little head, her eyes full of tears and reluctance, "Tangtang, I'm sorry, I'm leaving."

"Mom, don't leave me, I'm scared. Woo~"

"Tangtang, promise mom that you will grow up bravely and live happily. Mom will bless you from heaven."

As soon as the intermittent words fell, amid Bai Tang's sobs, his right hand slowly slid down from Bai Tang's head and fell to the side of the bed. His eyes gradually closed, and the last trace of light in his eyes disappeared.

After battling the disease for half a year, this woman finally passed away amidst her daughter's cries. Just as she came alone, she left alone now.

Just three months after taking care of Song Wei's funeral, Bai Wengang brought home a woman and a little boy, three or four years old. After clearly informing Bai Tang that they were her stepmother and brother, he packed his belongings, took most of his savings, and headed south with the mother and child, completely forgetting the promise he had made to Song Wei before her death.

Before leaving, he informed his parents, Bai Tang's grandparents, who would occasionally come to take care of Bai Tang. Since then, there has been no news from them, and there has been no news of them for so many years.

Bai Tang's mother, Song Wei, lost both her parents before she got married, so Bai Tang grew up without her grandparents. Her grandparents also disliked her because she was a girl and basically never paid any attention to her. Bai Tang also didn't like her grandparents.

So for so many years since Bai Wengang left, Bai Tang and his grandparents have basically been out of touch and have not disturbed each other.

Over the years, Bai Tang relied on the meager savings left by Song Wei, occasional help from kind people, and secretly worked odd jobs, distributing flyers, and taking extra classes. With the help of the community and school, he grew up strong and healthy, and also studied very well.

In the five years since her mother passed away, countless days and nights have been filled with endless longing. Countless difficulties have not defeated this little girl. Bathed in hardships, she has thrived and flourished under her mother's blessings.

[Drip drip drip drip… drip drip…]

Just as Bai Tang wiped away her tears, showed a warm smile to her mother's photo, and told her mother that she was fine, a rapid electronic sound suddenly rang out deep in her mind, making Bai Tang instantly stand up and become extremely nervous.

[Ding—target host detected.]

[Drip - Encountering space-time turbulence, the timeline is disrupted]

[Correcting the timeline——Insufficient energy, unable to correct——]

[Drip—It’s five years too late, I can’t correct it, and I’m about to go dormant due to insufficient energy.]

Bai Tang's eyes were blank at this moment. He scratched the hairy balls on his head with his little paws, and thought to himself, "What the hell is in this brain? It's chattering nonsense about time and space and hibernation."

[The system is running low on energy and is about to go into sleep mode. Activate the backup energy storage subroutine——]

[Ding——the backup energy storage subroutine has been activated——]

[Ding—The system is about to go into hibernation, the backup subroutine is activated, permissions are reduced, and the daily sign-in is reduced to a monthly sign-in.]

[Host Bai Tang, the system is deeply sorry for not being able to perfectly fulfill Ms. Song Wei's dying wish.]

[Giving the host Bai Tang's identity background gift pack. Ding——The system is hibernating. Goodbye, host.]

After a flurry of electronic noise, her mind finally settled. Bai Tang still stood there, dazed, clutching her mother's photo. She heard something: her mother's name, the voice speaking of her mother's final wishes. So, was this system a gift from her mother? Thinking of her mother's final look from her hospital bed five years ago, a moment of love and reluctance, Bai Tang burst into tears.

"Mom, I miss you," Bai Tang murmured again, sitting on the sofa with his knees bent and his legs hugged, his head buried. He remained motionless and silent for a long time.

Time doesn't stop because of emotions. Just when Bai Tang was feeling sad, her phone buzzed. After wiping her tears and adjusting her mood, Bai Tang picked up the phone beside her. It was an unknown number.

After hesitating for a moment, he clicked to answer the call.

"Hello."

"Hello, are you Ms. Bai Tang?"