The system makes me so beautiful that I don't care about anyone else's life or death.

On the night Su Ran finished her live stream.

A trending search term for "ghostly sounds" unexpectedly appeared on the list.

Along with various trending topics and hot searches, the nickname "Ghost Voice" appeared everywhere in the comment sections.

Let's find out what this song is called.

Raise your hand if you cried all night while holding this screen recording of the song.

Holy crap! There's hope for the Chinese music scene!

Trending search data is tangibly reflected in popularity scores.

Various influential figures, public accounts, and self-media bloggers shared the video of Su Ran being screen-recorded!

Coupled with her poignant, melancholic, and infinitely sorrowful a cappella singing, she made headlines on various music sections.

Countless netizens have been asking which song it is, as they've never heard of it before.

Some people are speculating about Su Ran's identity, wondering if she is a popular singer who improvises.

They even suspected Li Duo, a singer with a similar voice.

The newly launched idol singer declined to comment, allowing himself to become a trending topic.

Perhaps it was her silent attitude that provoked the audience even more, and everyone began to believe that she was "Ghost Voice"!

At this moment, Su Ran was holding a jade-white pill that emitted a warm glow in her hand in the room. Under the watchful eyes of the little butterfly, she swallowed it without hesitation.

Until she felt the pill go down her throat and into her stomach, she stared intently at herself in the mirror, her suppressed eyes finally revealing a glimmer of hope.

After waiting for a long time, the broken body in the mirror showed no change, and a hint of disappointment appeared in her eyes.

He then joked, "It takes a month to see results, why am I in such a hurry?"

The little butterfly couldn't bear to see its host so disappointed and sad, so it encouraged them:

Yes! The effects of slimming pills are gradual; it's impossible to achieve a complete recovery overnight. This is currently the best beauty product available.

Su Ran raised an eyebrow, knowing that Little Butterfly was comforting her, and her tone became much more relaxed.

"I understand. From today onwards, I'll work hard to earn popularity points!"

That's more like it!

The fat-retaining pills are not entirely ineffective.

The next morning, she got up to take her grandmother to a nearby physiotherapy clinic for acupuncture.

The elderly person has a bad leg bone, and the doctor recommended a course of treatment, at least a week of acupuncture, which should not be stopped even if the person moves to a different city.

While washing up and changing clothes, Su Ran was surprised to find that the protruding scar on her abdomen seemed to have shrunk as soon as she lifted her shirt!

"Little butterfly, can you take a look and see if the scar has shrunk?"

[Host, it's true! You can see the 3D image; all the data is improving. It's a bit slow, but if you continue, these scars will eventually be completely removed!]

"Really! Little butterfly, I'm so happy!"

Her smile was like a blazing flame, igniting her dull eyes.

A coffee shop in a shopping mall.

"Youyou, what's wrong? You were quite happy a few days ago, why do you look so depressed today? Did something happen?" her friend Guan Qing asked worriedly.

Shi Youyou stirred the coffee in her cup on the table, lowering her eyes to hide the gloom in them.

"It's nothing, it's just that we were a bit too much with my stepsister last time, weren't we?"

"Hey, I thought it was something else, just because of this?" Guan Qing said nonchalantly. "You're just too kind, that's why you think it's excessive."

A long-haired girl next to her chimed in, "That's right. If it were me, I might kill her someday, since I'm a minor anyway."

Shi Youyou frowned: "Guan Jin, I'll really get angry if you keep saying that."

Guan Jin pouted and snorted.

Guan Qing tried to smooth things over, saying, "Alright, Xiao Jin, haven't you caused enough trouble already? If it weren't for Youyou last time, you would be in jail by now."

Guan Jin realized she had misspoke, so she suppressed her willfulness and put on a smiling face, "I knew Youyou was the best to me."

Just then, her phone rang, and Shi Youyou quickly answered it.

"Brother, how is it? Have you brought sister back?"

At that moment, on the road leading to Su Ran's short-term rental apartment complex, a car was turning around to head back. Shi An was driving with one hand and holding his phone in the other, replying expressionlessly:

"They have already left."

"What should we do then?" Shi Youyou asked anxiously.

"With her appearance, she's one of a kind in the whole world. Don't worry, Youyou, I'll find her soon."

After hanging up the phone, Shi An slammed his hand on the steering wheel, his eyes no longer able to conceal his anger.

He's about to go crazy with anger!

He got slapped twice for nothing, only to find the place deserted.

"Fine, Shi Ran! I'll give you three days to think it over, but I didn't expect to give you the chance to escape."

"Wait, I can find you the first time, and I can find you the second time. If you see me again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

***

Su Ran, who was going out at noon, took a shower and changed into a simple and comfortable outfit: a white long-sleeved T-shirt, loose black pants, and a pair of simple black canvas shoes.

Wear a black mask and a black hat.

Before leaving, she checked the wound on her head. The scalp had scabbed over and no longer needed dressing changes. Perhaps due to the effect of the gelling pills, the wound seemed to have shrunk a bit, and the shaved hair was sprouting black stubble from the scalp.

She touched it; it was quite prickly.

The job Zhu Hong offered was in a bustling area of ​​Kyoto, very close to Qingcheng Conservatory of Music. Zhu Hong had originally planned to let Su Ran stay in her apartment, but Su Ran refused, citing inconvenience.

At 2 p.m., she arrived at an apartment building in the city center according to the address given by Zhu Hong.

Someone was waiting at the door, and soon Su Ran's luggage was taken away.

"Ranran, may I call you that?" Zhu Hong greeted her warmly and took Su Ran's hand.

Su Ran was a little overwhelmed. She shrugged her shoulders, trying to break free, but seeing the other person's excited eyes, she adjusted her state and relaxed.

"Okay." The voice was as gentle as a breeze.

"Your voice is so lovely. I believe you can do this job well. Have you read the contract I sent you? If there's anything you're not satisfied with, please let me know."

"I am very satisfied."

Zhu Hong introduced her to a job as a personal assistant.

She said her cousin has a rather eccentric personality and is extremely private, disliking interaction with outsiders. Therefore, the villa is basically only cleaned and cooked by a regular hourly housekeeper every week.

But recently, for some unknown reason, the nanny was kicked out by his cousin, so his life has been left unattended.

When Zhu Hong went to visit him, she found that her cousin had been locked in the music room for three or four days without eating.

She wanted nothing more than to shake her cousin and yell: "Is your stomach made of iron? Don't you know what hunger is?!"

Su Ran's job is very simple: cooking and occasionally cleaning.

“He doesn’t have many requirements for food, as long as his nutritional intake meets the standards. Also—” Zhu Hong turned around and stared intently into Su Ran’s eyes.

"As for the heroine's weekends off, it's alright, just let him go hungry for two days."

"And whatever you do, don't have too much contact with him. This guy is really strange, and he's also very suspicious. Otherwise, you'll end up like that nanny. But..." Zhu Hong's eyes sparkled with anticipation, "You're not a pushover either, heroine. If he messes with you, just beat him up!"

Clearly, the impact of wielding the Floating Sword on Zhu Hong that day was too great, and Su Ran, not knowing how to explain, could only nod.

The apartment complex is also very close to Qingcheng College, only a ten-minute drive away. There are theaters all around, and every morning you can hear the distant, heavenly sounds rising from your window.

That's why this place is filled with an artistic atmosphere.

But Zhu Hong waved her hand and said, "It's just a four-year contract. After that, we'll be even. Don't think so highly of me. I'm just afraid of owing favors."

But Su Ran felt that Zhu Hong was much better than some hypocritical and deceitful people.

Before six o'clock the next morning, Su Ran arrived at the apartment early, carrying a large bag of groceries she had bought from the market.

This is a 200-square-meter house with two bedrooms, two living rooms, one kitchen, and one bathroom. Almost all the furniture and products inside are fully intelligent. Su Ran spent more than ten minutes studying the instructions on Baidu before she could figure out the rules.

She had no problem looking at recipes, preparing ingredients, washing and chopping, but the only troublesome thing was the kitchen stove. She was not used to the village's wood-fired stove after using it for a long time, so she was almost figuring it out as she went along. The kitchen would occasionally make a clanging sound.

The front door was opened from the inside, and a man with shiny leather shoes walked in skillfully, changed into a pair of men's slippers, and carried a bag of hot breakfast in his hand.

Hearing noises coming from the kitchen, he thought he had misheard.

He slowly approached, and the kitchen girl called out, "Little Butterfly, do you know how to open this?"

A familiar voice entered my ears, its gentle tone softening my heart.

He pushed open the door as if possessed.