I transmigrated into the villain's white moonlight, but the protagonist is my brother.

Yuehu Manor.

Bright lights from both sides of the road cast a faint silver ribbon of light onto the winding road.

The air was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers and the fresh scent of grass, which was very pleasant.

The distant woods appeared exceptionally tranquil under the cover of night. The planting of trees in the bustling city center was solely to ensure the seclusion and scenic beauty of the estate.

Extremely luxurious.

The car drove into the huge underground parking garage. Xie Qingyu got out of the car with a cold, handsome face and took the elevator back to his super mansion.

He used to complain more than once when reading novels about how stupid the female protagonists were when they got lost in the male protagonist's house. After all, it's a house, how big can it be?

But now he feels that it's not entirely incomprehensible.

The Gu family mansion has four floors, each floor is incredibly large, and Xie Qingyu's room is on the second floor.

Xie Qingyu's bedroom alone has a separate sofa and TV area, like a one-bedroom apartment. It's even bigger than the house he and his sister used to live in together. It's incredibly luxurious.

"The young master is back."

The butler, standing at the entrance, greeted us with a friendly smile.

Even though it was already past ten o'clock, the butler was still dressed neatly and his gray hair was combed meticulously, as if he were a robot who never knew fatigue.

The butler looked old enough to be his grandfather, and Xie Qingyu felt deeply sorry for him having to work at such an advanced age.

However, he simply gave a curt "hmm".

"Is my dad back?"

Xie Qingyu asked as he walked toward the living room.

His face was ashen and expressionless, with a faint bluish tinge under his eyes, clearly indicating that he had not gotten enough rest.

"You're back. I'm waiting for you in the study."

The butler took his coat from him and couldn't help but ask a few questions, "Young Master, you haven't looked well lately. Is it because of that girl named Bai Zhiwei?"

"If that's the reason, young master, there's no need to worry. I've already found out Bai Zhiwei's school and major..."

"Let's talk about these things later, I still have work to do."

Xie Qingyu frowned slightly, turned around and went upstairs.

Looking at that tall and broad back, the old butler sighed.

His eldest son is good in every way—good-looking, and extremely capable at work. However, he is too ambitious and stubborn, and sometimes too rigid in his dealings with others.

In this respect, the second young master was much more mild-mannered.

The old man's two sons are truly worlds apart in temperament.

……

Xie Qingyu went straight to Gu Jinhua's study and had a thorough and engaging business discussion with the old CEO.

Xie Qingyu was sweating profusely from talking.

He's just a loser who scored 47 on a math test, yet he's here discussing the stock market, which involves hundreds of millions of dollars.

This world has gone mad after all.

After taking a shower, it was already past midnight. Xie Qingyu was exhausted, but he still had to prepare the PowerPoint presentation for the meeting early the next morning.

God, strike him dead!

Seeing that his eyes were red from staying up all night, 2222 suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

【Well, why don't you take a break first? You can always get up at five o'clock tomorrow to work on the PPT.】

I glanced at the art clock on the wall, which had a very modern design; the hour hand was almost at 1.

I sleep at 1 a.m. and wake up at 5 a.m.

The King of Hell praised my good health.

Xie Qingyu smiled, but a hint of dazedness flashed in his eyes.

Hehe...hehehe...I love making PowerPoint presentations the most...the feeling of learning how to make PowerPoint from scratch is fascinating...

2222 was startled.

Oh no! Has the host gone mad?!

[Stop! Get out of here! Stop working! Take a break! Meetings don't necessarily have to use PowerPoint!]

The young man in the dark bathrobe pressed his temples at the desk, thinking to himself that being the male lead was no easy task.

After closing his eyes and resting for a while, Xie Qingyu asked, "What was the female lead's name again?"

Bai Zhiwei.

What does Bai know?

Bai Zhiwei.

What's wrong with Bai Wei?

[Bai Zhiwei... Host, maybe we should go to sleep quickly. I'm afraid you'll ruin your brain from staying up so long...]

Xie Qingyu slumped onto the table, utterly exhausted, and remained motionless for a long time.

Just as 2222 thought he was going to sleep, and was about to speak up to persuade him, they heard Xie Qingyu speak again.

Second brother, I miss my sister.

I've never been this tired before. Every time I stay up late, my sister takes away my phone to stop me from doing so.

My sister cooks dinner for me every night and waits for me to come home. Her cooking is really delicious.

I never knew work was this tiring. My sister never told me it could be this tiring, and she even makes time to cook for me...

2222 listened silently, pretending not to remember what Xie Qingyu had told it when he first transmigrated, how fierce and ruthless his sister was.

2222: […Holy crap, you're crying?]

Xie Qingyu, who had been silently breaking down, suddenly couldn't hold back anymore, ["I miss my sister so much, waaaaaaahh ...

The thought that he and his sister would be separated by death and never see each other again filled Xie Qingyu with grief.

Oh, my sister!

The silence of 2222 was deafening.

Those who know the truth will think Xie Qingyu is dead, but those who don't will think it's Xie Qingyu's sister who died!

but……

2222 has been very concerned about something lately, which is that it has sensed an unusual fluctuation in the world consciousness.

It was a feeling of belonging to one's own kind; it was very likely that there were other transmigrators from outside the world.

However, it currently has no way of identifying who it is.

The only thing we can do is let Xie Qingyu follow the plot honestly for now and see how things go. After all, Xie Qingyu is the male lead, and other transmigrators will inevitably have to deal with the protagonist.

You'll always run into them.

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early morning.

Xie family.

Bright, radiant sunlight streamed into the room through the glass windows.

The smooth floor gleamed under the light, and the room felt warm and cozy.

Xie Yan slept well last night.

She was fascinated by the feeling of not having to work or go to school and having no financial pressure.

Dragging her lazy body to the bathroom to wash her face, Xie Yan carefully examined herself in the mirror.

There was no dramatic transformation that made her look completely different; she only resembled her original appearance by about 70-80%, to the point that she could easily be mistaken for someone else at first glance.

However, this face is more glamorous and flamboyant than she actually is, with full lips and alluring eyes, a different style.

Even though she was without makeup and her face was still wet, her flawless skin and delicate features made her look impeccable.

It's alright, quite pleasing to the eye, and I'm adapting well.

【Sweetie, what time is it?】

Xie Yan was in a good mood, so her tone towards the system became gentler.

It's only 8:30. You could actually sleep a little longer and have a leisurely nap.

I'm awake now, I'm not sleeping anymore.

After washing up, Xie Yan changed her clothes and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her stamina score of 45 and pondering.

[Honey, this stamina rating isn't just for you; it should also help me with my own exercise, right?]

After all, a good physique is built through exercise, and there's no reason why it should only be improved by technology.

Well, if you put it that way, that's true...

Xie Yan was amused.

downstairs.

The well-maintained Xie's mother and Wen Yutong sat at the dining table, preparing to eat breakfast.

Exquisite Western-style pastries and sandwiches were laid out on fine silver cutlery and gold-plated plates.

"Where is your sister?" Xie's mother asked, her brows furrowing slightly.

The girl, dressed simply in a top and skirt, shook her head. "I guess my sister isn't awake yet. Maybe I should go wake her up..."

"No need, the nanny can handle it."

Mother Xie nodded slightly to the side, and the middle-aged woman immediately nodded and went upstairs.

In fact, everyone knew that it was pointless to call her, since Xie Yan never got up until late in the morning. If there was a job that required her to get up early, she could sulk and yell all day.

After a while, the nanny came down.

His expression was dreamlike, as if he were in a dream.

Wen Yutong looked behind her and saw no one there, but still asked, "Where's my sister?"

The nanny opened her mouth, but remained silent for several moments.

"Young Miss is here..."

"He's doing a handstand inside the house..."