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

"Boss, I'm back!"

Tang Shanxin happily carried large and small bags back to the dormitory.

As soon as I opened the dormitory door, I was met with a pair of round, cat-like eyes with black eyeliner.

She jumped three feet in two!

"What's this!"

"cat."

Then his boss came out from behind.

Like Mosa, Tang Shan was shocked.

"Boss, did you... get plastic surgery?" she asked, risking being killed.

Do you think there are any hospitals in the world that can perform surgery like this?

Su Ran frowned. Although her facial features and figure had indeed been greatly enhanced by beauty products, her original appearance was not bad either.

"Haha, boss, don't mind me, I just think you look unexpectedly beautiful today."

Tang Shan chuckled awkwardly, his eyes darting around looking for a focal point, finally settling on the little butterfly.

"Boss, let me hug your cat."

"Meow!" The little butterfly scratched with a cute but fierce paw.

Before its claws could even scratch Tang Shan, she picked it up completely.

"So cute, meow meow, nibble~"

"Meow!" Woman, let me go!

“Cute, you’ve washed up. Now, be fierce again,” Tang Shan said in a low voice.

Little Butterfly: Host, save me!

Su Ran sat at her desk reading, completely ignoring the little butterfly's pleading eyes.

The little butterfly said with tears in her eyes: I never thought being a cat would be so miserable. I never want to be a cat again!

Three days later, the red carpet dinner.

Many high-end luxury brands extended invitations to Su Ran.

The color of the dress Zhong Jue chose was as deep and captivating as the ocean, and the off-shoulder design outlined her perfect body curves from top to bottom.

Her rounded, jade-like shoulders and the graceful curves of her long neck were covered by a dark blue fabric. The crystal high heels under the matching long dress made her jade-like feet look like they were carved from snow-white jade.

The owner of such a voluptuous figure wore a mask studded with deep blue crystals, revealing only a pair of alluring red lips that resembled rose petals.

The eyes visible through the cutouts on the mask were both cold and alluring.

"Teacher Guiyin, I'd like to curl your hair." The stylist held the curling iron with utmost care, as if handling a priceless treasure.

"A simple treatment will do; my hair isn't too long," Su Ran said, looking at herself in the mirror.

In just a few months, her hair has grown to the height of her shoulder blades, and it is black and shiny with a smooth, silky feel.

With the existence of hair darkening cream, there are very few people with poor hair quality in China now, but none of them have hair as black as Su Ran's, the color of an abyss.

"Teacher Guiyin, do you also use hair darkening cream?" the stylist asked curiously.

"Ah."

"Wow, they all use hair darkening cream, how come Teacher Guiyin's hair is so good?"

"Keep using it, and you will too."

"Teacher Guiyin is really good at comforting people."

The purpose of red carpet events is to showcase the image and fashion sense of celebrities, but more importantly, it's to promote brand influence by displaying their clothing and jewelry.

Su Ran didn't know what brand of dress and gemstone necklace Zhong Jue had given her.

All that was known was that when the person who gave her the jewelry opened the gift box, those watching nearby gasped in shock.

She casually picked it up with her finger, as if it were just a small item from a roadside 2-yuan boutique.

After getting dressed up, she took Zhong Jue's hand and stepped out of the black Ferrari.

The moment she appeared, all the cameras shifted off-center.

All eyes were on her.

It overshadowed all the other celebrities who came out later.

Even when it came time to go on stage for photos and autographs, the female celebrities in front of her didn't dare linger to pose and hurriedly left, afraid that Su Ran would come up. The female celebrities following behind Su Ran didn't dare to go up and appear on the same stage as her, and waited below until Su Ran finished taking photos before daring to go up.

The television station broadcast the story to the mental hospital.

Looking at the radiant light of the ghostly voice, Shi Youyou asked the person next to her with some impatience.

"Brother Song Chu, when can I connect to brainwaves?!"

Not hearing a reply, she turned her head to look at the other person using the only part of her neck she could move.

But he was staring motionless at the woman named Ghost Voice on the television.

"Brother Song Chu, don't you like me anymore?" she asked sadly.

"Huh? Um, no." Song Chu snapped out of his daze. "What's wrong, Youyou?"

Shi Youyou's eyes darkened.

"That's all, Brother Song Chu, could you change the channel for me?"

"It looks pretty good, don't you like it?" He held the remote control in his hand without moving it.

"I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

"Then you should get some rest. I'll come see you again tomorrow." Song Chu paused for a few seconds, and only turned off the TV when the screen switched scenes.

After Song Chu left, Shi Youyou called on the phone's AI.

"Xiao Ai, please contact Secretary Ai for me."

"Ok."

The call connected, and a voice came from the other end.

"Miss Shi, what can I do for you?"

"I want to go test the operations cabin; I'll go tomorrow."

"But the data portrait part is not finished yet..."

"I must go!"

"Okay, I'll arrange a car to pick you up tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Shi Youyou thought of Su Ran's hateful face again, and her eyes turned red with hatred.

The red carpet dinner was rather boring, at least that's what Su Ran thought.

Apart from Blue Moon, no one paid any attention to her.

Later, even Lan Yue was taken away by her agent.

"Are you feeling a little lonely?"

Zhong Jue poured her a glass of juice. He had just finished a social engagement, and his collar was unbuttoned, revealing his sexy collarbone. His gaze towards Su Ran was three parts drunk and two parts tender.

He used the remaining five minutes of clarity on the computer screen he carried with him.

Yes, that's right. He even brought a laptop to work at the red carpet dinner.

"Whether I'm lonely or not is another matter, but you're rather pitiful," she scoffed casually.

"There's nothing I can do, you're too good. The backend data has crashed. If I don't deal with it, I might not be able to finish replying to emails tomorrow." His fingers danced across the keyboard, flying off incessantly.

“Then you shouldn’t be my date tonight.” She leaned back in her chair, glancing at the mingling crowd, but noticed that their eyes kept falling on her. She raised an eyebrow, and a man holding a wine glass accidentally broke it in his distraction.

"So who do you want as your boyfriend?" His hands paused for a few seconds while working on the keyboard. "Gu Cai? It's a pity that he was put in confinement by his family because he went up the mountain to see you without permission last time."

Su Ran sensed the anger in Zhong Jue's tone, but she chuckled and remained silent.

The laptop closed with a crisp sound, and the man's lips slowly pursed into a straight line.

He asked, "If I had gone up the mountain like Gu Cai and An Yecheng last time, would you have thought I was special?"

Su Ran remained silent.

It's not that she doesn't understand; she's just not good at handling emotional matters.

From childhood to adulthood, she had never had any illusions about love.

I used to think that something so wonderful might never happen to her.

But when she was no longer the helpless little girl she once was, she suddenly realized that she no longer needed to rely on fantasies of love to maintain her yearning for beauty.

Even if it's beautiful and ambiguous, it brings physical excitement and arousal to men and women.

But she remained unmoved.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

As soon as she stood up, she felt her skirt being pulled by a heavy object, and with a tearing sound, the tear in her skirt reached her knees.

Someone screamed.

"Oh my god! Mysterious haute couture dress has ripped! Is the quality really that bad?"

Su Ran and Zhong Jue looked at each other.

Someone actually dared to make trouble for her!