Oh my god, this is a bolt from the blue! A true heiress of metaphysics!

Mujiang City, the wealthy Shen family.

The nanny looked aggrieved: "I told you those were Miss Qingqing's clothes, but Miss Xiaxia insisted on wearing them! I couldn't stop her!"

"never mind,"

Shen Qingqing smiled through her red eyes: "If Xiaxia likes it, then let Xiaxia wear it. It's okay for me."

"What do you mean it's nothing! You're the little princess of the Shen family!"

Cousin Shen Shujie glared at Shi Xiaxia and said, "Her goddaughter is still a distant prospect! Why should we give in to her?"

Mother Shen Yi was also clearly displeased: "What exactly do you want?! Why do you have to pick on Qingqing?!"

Shi Xiaxia: "......"

What a bizarre family! Have they lost their minds?!

Although she often bullies her fellow disciples by taking advantage of her status as a genius in metaphysics, this is not the way to retaliate against her.

Shi Xiaxia couldn't help but rub her forehead; she had read quite a few time-travel novels.

But it's truly rare to see someone who's talking to their master one second and then time-travels the next.

She raised her hand to try to calculate, but found that most of her spiritual power was suppressed.

I was truly imprisoned by wind and snow for two or three years, making a total of five years!

"Playing innocent again?"

Shen Shujie angrily pointed at Shi Xiaxia's nose: "You did something wrong and then framed others. No wonder you were abandoned by your own parents!"

Shen Yi's eyes flickered slightly when Shen Shujie said this.

Shi Xiaxia sneered and looked at Shen Yi first: "Am I your goddaughter?"

The original owner may have been kept in the dark.

However, Shi Xiaxia knew that the original owner was Shen Yi's biological daughter, while Shen Qingqing had no blood relation to Shen Yi at all!

Shen Yi clearly knew all this as well.

How ridiculous!

Shen Yi looked away guiltily without saying a word, but held Shen Qingqing tightly with one hand.

Anyone with a brain understands Shen Yi's choice.

Xiaxia wouldn't be polite to them then!

She grinned maliciously and slapped the nanny across the face.

She was the one who told the original owner that those were clothes prepared for the original owner.

Now they're saying the original owner stole it?!

"Ah!" The nanny screamed, covering her face, stunned by Shi Xiaxia's slap.

Shi Xiaxia shook her sore hand and said slowly, "Liars will have their mouths rotten!"

"Xiaxia! What are you doing!"

Shen Qingqing immediately looked at the nanny with concern, and then said, "Wu Ma has worked for the Shen family for so many years, how could she lie?!"

"Perhaps you were behind this?"

Shi Xiaxia stepped forward and pinched Shen Qingqing's cheek hard: "So pretty, if your mouth gets sore, you'll cry terribly, won't you?"

"Shi Xiaxia!"

Shen Yi panicked and quickly pulled Shi Xiaxia's hand away.

He first checked Shen Qingqing's cheek to make sure she wasn't injured before looking at Shi Xiaxia.

Disappointed and angry, she said, "If you bully Qingqing again, you can forget about ever being the Shen family's daughter again!"

Shi Xiaxia didn't speak because she had 1.5 words.

Damn it, is the Shen family some kind of golden nest?

It's obvious that good days are numbered; only a fool would go in there!

Shi Xiaxia gave Shen Yi a cold look, then turned and left without a second thought.

......

After leaving the Shen family, Shi Xiaxia strolled leisurely along the roadside, admiring the scenery of this other world.

Since she was already there, she might as well make the best of it. Although she was a genius among the younger generation, crossing worlds was really beyond her capabilities.

Neither will she.

Moreover, since my spiritual power is currently suppressed, I can only recover my spiritual power first before making any further plans.

"Drip drip!"

Suddenly, a piercing car horn blared.

A flashy red sports car slowly pulled up beside Shi Xiaxia.

The man in the driver's seat had striking features, and his upturned lips carried a carefree smile.

He turned slightly to the side, one hand casually resting on the steering wheel.

With a flourish, he removed his sunglasses and gave Shi Xiaxia a flirtatious whistle: "Hey, beautiful, all alone? Want me to give you a ride?"

Shi Xiaxia looked up and found that it was Qiao Zihao, the male lead in the original owner's recent drama.

Although the two hadn't known each other for long, their relationship was alright.

Since Shi Xiaxia had nothing to do, she got into the car.

"Director Jiang was injured a couple of days ago and is currently lying in the hospital like a corpse. Here's a fruit basket for you; maybe it'll help us get some more screen time."

Upon hearing this, Shi Xiaxia looked at Qiao Zihao with a complicated expression.

She's good-looking, but her acting is terrible. How dare she ask the director to add more scenes for her?

Qiao Zihao remained smug, seemingly pleased with his own cleverness.

"correct!"

He suddenly said mysteriously, "According to reliable inside information, Director Jiang's injury this time is not an ordinary one!"

He's been possessed by an evil spirit! He's acting completely strangely now!

Shi Xiaxia looked at Qiao Zihao with a puzzled expression.

However, Qiao Zihao did not explain the specific reason, but instead told Shi Xiaxia to be careful with her words when she got to the hospital.

It seems that Qiao Zihao's "reliable inside information" is not reliable.

......

The two arrived at the hospital and carried the fruit basket towards the ward.

Shi Xiaxia noticed a hospital room emanating black smoke and pointed to it, asking, "Is Director Jiang in that room?"

Qiao Zihao's eyes widened: "How did you know? You came here secretly?! And you didn't even call me!"

Dude, you're focusing on the wrong thing!

Shi Xiaxia didn't speak, looking at the ward with a serious expression.

It was filled with yin energy and carried a bloodthirsty aura.

It seems Director Jiang has gotten himself into quite a bit of trouble.

Qiao Zihao scratched his head. He felt that Shi Xiaxia was acting a little strange today, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.

Shi Xiaxia walked ahead and pushed open the door to enter the ward.

Inside the room, besides Director Jiang Kaiyun lying on the hospital bed, there was also a man in his thirties.

"Director Zhao!"

Qiao Zihao, who followed Shi Xiaxia in, was very surprised to see the man: "What are you doing here?!"

Director Zhao Guan smiled politely: "Old Jiang and I are old friends. I heard he was injured, so I came to see him."

"We came to visit Director Jiang after hearing that he was injured."

Qiao Zihao immediately placed the fruit basket he had brought on the table, his smile shy.

Zhao nodded, then sighed, "It's a pity that Old Jiang isn't in good spirits right now, so he's let you down."

Qiao Zihao then noticed that Jiang Kaiyun hadn't said a word.

He looked toward the hospital bed and saw that Jiang Kaiyun had a blank expression and was staring blankly at a certain place.

"Where is he injured?! How did it get so serious?!" Qiao Zihao asked with concern.

Zhao Guan shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

"He's lost his soul."

Shi Xiaxia's voice wasn't loud, but it sent a chill down one's spine.

"Lost your soul?" Zhao Guan asked, puzzled.

Just then, a slightly high-pitched female voice came from the doorway: "Oh, Shi Xiaxia, you know metaphysics? I've never heard of it before?"

Shi Xiaxia looked at the person who came and found that it was Shen Yuanshuang, who played the female lead in the drama.

She was acting under orders from the Shen family and had been targeting the original owner of this body.

Shi Xiaxia said in a nonchalant tone, "I know a little."

Qiao Zihao asked nervously, "What do we do now? Should we call a master to call back the soul?"

Shen Yuanshuang's eyes darted around, and she said with a smile, "Since Shi Xiaxia understands this, then calling back the soul shouldn't be too difficult for her, right?"

Qiao Zihao was about to refute Shen Yuanshuang, but when he saw Shi Xiaxia walk to the bedside, he fell silent.

Shi Xiaxia placed her index finger on Jiang Kaiyun's forehead and muttered something under her breath.