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

In the control cabin, Shi Youyou opened her eyes. Her body was covered in tubes connected to every neuron in her body, and on the screen opposite her, a virtual character was singing.

"It's time, hurry up and bring her out," Song Chu said urgently.

“We wanted to, but she didn’t want to. Maybe it’s because the virtual body allows her to experience what it felt like before she was paralyzed, and she doesn’t want to get down,” a man in a white coat said helplessly.

Song Chu had no choice but to grab the intercom on the wall and shout into Shi Youyou's room:

"Get down and relax, it's time, your body won't be able to handle it."

Shi Youyou didn't speak, but the virtual character on the screen spoke up, "Brother Song Chu, I'm fine, and I want to stay a little longer."

That beautiful voice, fused from the sound source data, carried a barely perceptible electrical current as it emanated from the intercom.

"But three hours have already passed. If this continues, you'll have a nervous breakdown."

"No, it can't be..." Before she could finish speaking, Shi Youyou in the control room convulsed violently, her head lolled to the side, and she fainted.

"Go in quickly and carry the person out!" the doctor in the white coat ordered hastily.

When Shi Youyou woke up, she was devastated and insisted on going to the control room.

"Brother Song Chu, please, let me go! Only then can I feel like a normal person." She lay on the bed, unable to move, letting tears slide down her cheeks.

“Youyou, don’t be stubborn. This is the only chance I can give you to move freely. If you damage your body again, Angela will change the person controlling you. Do you understand?” Song Chu said seriously.

Shi Youyou froze, her tears ceasing. "Didn't the M Group say that my brainwaves were the most suitable for controlling Angela?"

Song Chu has been extremely worried about taking care of Shi Youyou these past few days, especially after seeing Su Hou. He seems to have less patience when facing Shi Youyou.

He suppressed the growing irritation in his heart, squatted down and looked at Shi Youyou on the hospital bed, "M Group is so powerful, it's not difficult for them to find someone like you. They just happened to see you first when they were making Angela. If you don't follow their plan, they can easily replace you."

He then added, "Youyou, you are not unique to them."

Realizing the importance of the matter, Shi Youyou stopped begging Song Chu to take her to the control room and instead brought up Shi An's situation.

“My brother is better now,” she said suddenly, calmly.

Song Chu asked in surprise, "He's better? What happened?"

"Xiao Ai, open WeChat." She woke up the AI.

The WeChat screen immediately appeared on the wall projection screen, showing the conversation between Shi Youyou and Shi An.

Shi An: [Youyou, my leg is better now. I'll come to see you at the hospital tomorrow.]

Shi Youyou: [Really? That's great, brother! How did your leg heal?]

Shi An: [To be honest, it's a regenerative beauty bed. Su Ran probably never imagined I'd be able to stand up again.]

Shi Youyou: [Brother, I'm so happy for you that you can use the regenerative beauty bed, but me...]

Shi An: [Don't worry, I'll bring the regenerative beauty bed tomorrow. It still contains some regenerative fluid. I don't know if it will last until your body is fully recovered, but at least it will be good for you.]

Shi Youyou: Thank you, brother! I'm so happy!

Shi Youyou closed the chat, turned to look at Song Chu, who had a shocked expression, and said, "Brother Song Chu, please take me back to the hospital tonight. I want to see you. It's been so many days, and I miss you so much. It's the kind of longing that siblings have for each other."

Song Chu's eyes flickered, then he nodded. "Okay, you rest a little longer, I'll take you there tonight."

What they didn't know was that Su Ran was watching all of this.

"Host, aren't you going to stop them?" Little Butterfly had changed into a cat skin and, like a cat, began licking her tongue and grooming her fur.

Su Ran pointed to the blocks that Little Butterfly had stacked earlier and asked, "Little Butterfly, if I knocked down this stack of blocks after you had just put together four or five pieces, would you be angry?"

The little butterfly shook its head, "I'm not angry, we can just start over."

A smile flickered in Su Ran's eyes. "If I knock down the blocks you've finished building, will you be angry?"

The little butterfly said indignantly, "Host, you can't!"

"Yes, that's it. Should I break them down when they've built their walls, so they'll be even more devastated?" Su Ran's lips curled into a cold smile.

Anxin invested heavily in a project—to have the virtual idol Angle participate in film and television productions.

Involving a virtual product in a real-world film or television production is an extremely expensive undertaking. An Xin's family's wealth spanning three generations is more than enough to cover such a large expense. Even if the project fails, it won't harm An Xin's interests, because she has plenty of money.

But more importantly, she wanted to use the project to create a new technology company for her illegitimate child, to make up for all the years she had wronged him.

This means that she will keep investing money into the company in order to start it up.

Opening a shop is easy, but keeping it running is much harder.

“Heh—” Su Ran lowered her head to drink her tea, her beautiful eyes shining brightly, “She should also taste the bitterness that my mother and I have suffered.”

"But it would be best if her son were to be the executioner."

Su Ran admitted that this was a bit harsh on An Yecheng, but when she thought about what his mother An Xin had done, she didn't think it was harsh anymore.

Su Qinya was sixteen years old when she learned about the existence of "pen pals" through a newspaper in a classmate's home.

Using the postal code and address left in the newspaper, she contacted a pen pal named "Muguang".

The two began a two-year correspondence.

Su Qinya had no talent for studying, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't change the fact that she failed the college entrance examination.

She wrote a letter to Mu Guang, her words filled with uncertainty about the future and despair about what lay ahead.

Upon receiving the letter, Mu Guang immediately boarded a green train from Kyoto and, after a journey of more than ten hours, arrived at Xiaojiang Village.

From the moment he first saw Su Qinya, he was completely captivated.

He was captivated by her smile, as beautiful as a mimosa, and stunned by her singing voice hidden in the countryside. His restless heart burned like a raging fire, and he fell completely in love with a girl from a world so different from his own.

This was the first time Su Qinya had ever seen such a handsome young man, so different from the tanned boys in the village.

He stood tall on the hillside, dressed in a white shirt, jeans, and black sneakers—the kind of clothes you only see on TV. His clothes billowed in the wind, and he had a handsome face and a gentle smile as he listened quietly to her sing a country folk song.

He boldly asked her if she was a "kite".

Kite, her pen name. She suddenly realized who he was, blushed with embarrassment, and bit her lip, unsure whether to admit it.

Upon seeing this, the man laughed.

He said, "You must be a kite."

For some reason, Su Qinya felt a sense of embarrassment and anger at being guessed correctly, and ran away with a flushed face.

An Mu caught up with her and paid to stay near her house.

As they spent more time together, they gradually developed feelings for each other.

He told her that she was very talented in art, and that her talent should not be buried here, but should be seen and appreciated by everyone.

She believed him, and despite her family's objections, she boarded the long-distance train to Kyoto with him.