Rebirth: From Goddess To Black-Bellied Heiress

After saying goodbye to Yi Cai, Mu Qingli returned home.

When she arrived, Da Xiaoting's doorstep next door was crowded with people, and through the throng, one could make out a camera and, dressed in a striking outfit... Su Zhenzhu.

Had the crew of "Metamorphosis Record" come to Da Xiaoting's place?

Mu Qingli frowned slightly, she didn't recall such an event happening in her past life...

Could this be the butterfly effect brought about by her rebirth?

Mu Qingli didn't ponder long and quickly made her way home.

"Hey..." Li Jiayang, who was pretending to wash vegetables, nudged Lin Hangzhi beside him, who was pretending to scrub pots.

Neither of these young masters truly knew how to wash vegetables or scrub pots; they were just putting on a show for the camera.

After all, it wasn't a live broadcast, and post-production would have plenty of edits and cuts.

What's real and what's fake—who could really tell?

"What's up?" Lin Hangzhi looked at Li Jiayang with dissatisfaction.

"Look over there," Li Jiayang gestured with his chin.

Lin Hangzhi looked up and his pupils contracted slightly.

That figure, seventy percent stunning, thirty percent familiar.

It was her...

So she lived next door.

Was this what they called a destined encounter from a thousand miles away?

Lin Hangzhi continued to nonchalantly scrub the pot.

They say a man who is serious is the most handsome, and a man who seriously washes dishes isn't too bad either.

From Su Zhenzhu's perspective, Lin Hangzhi exuded charm, stirring her heart.

She had only seen gentlemen like Lin Hangzhi on television before.

A simple white shirt on him seemed to exude top-level luxury; his features were as if drawn by an artist, delicate and handsome, resembling a Prince Charming stepping out of a comic book.

Wealthy and good-looking.

Lin Hangzhi fulfilled all of Su Zhenzhu's imaginations of a first love. No! He even exceeded her imaginations!

Su Zhenzhu felt her heart beating faster than it ever had before.

Thump, thump, thump, each beat followed another.

When the TV crew stopped filming, Su Zhenzhu walked over and struck up a conversation with Su Keke, "Hi, I'm Su Zhenzhu, I live next door. I just heard them call you Su Keke, we both share the Su surname, maybe a hundred years ago we were from the same family."

Su Zhenzhu was no fool; she knew Lin Hangzhi wasn't easy to approach, so she started with the woman next to them.

This Su Keke had been very approachable in front of the camera, even taking the initiative to greet the villagers, and she spoke in a gentle voice, so she should be easy to get along with.

Facing Su Zhenzhu's attempt to socialize, Su Keke frowned in disgust. For the first time in her life, she found the surname "Su" nauseating! A mere village girl dared share the same surname as hers?

And called her family?

She didn't even know where she got the nerve!

Su Keke didn't even give Su Zhenzhu a glance and turned to enter the house.

Su Zhenzhu stood in place, feeling somewhat awkward.

She had thought that Su Keke was easy to get along with, but who knew, once they were off-camera, her face turned faster than flipping a book!

Was she just putting on a show before?

"Hello, I'm Hu Jiayao. Keke is just like that; you don't have to mind it." Hu Jiayao came over, her face full of smiles as she spoke, and extended her hand toward Su Zhenzhu.

Compared to Su Keke's friendliness in front of the camera, Hu Jiayao was much colder!

Su Zhenzhu didn't expect the aloof Hu Jiayao to take the initiative to talk to her!

This is the daughter of a wealthy city family!

For a moment, Su Zhenzhu was flattered and quickly reached out to hold Hu Jiayao's hand, smiling obsequiously, "Miss Hu, hello, my name is Su Zhenzhu. I live next door. If you need any help normally, you can call on me at any time."

This was her first time talking to a wealthy heiress like Hu Jiayao, and Su Zhenzhu felt somewhat nervous.

Hu Jiayao looked up at the house next door, her voice tender, "Fate brings people together from afar; from now on, we're friends. You can just call me Yaoyao, and may I call you Zhenzhu?"

"Of course you can!" Su Zhenzhu nodded enthusiastically, feeling honored.

She had never dreamed that one day she would be able to establish a relationship with a city heiress.

Without much conversation, the two had become 'good friends.'

Su Zhenzhu linked arms with Hu Jiayao, whispering ingratiatingly, "Yaoyao, you're so much better than that Su Keke! Although you're both from the city, Su Keke's quality is not even close to yours."

Hu Jiayao smiled and explained, "You can't blame Keke entirely for this. Actually, Keke is usually very easygoing. The blame really lies with that little village girl we met before entering the village. I saw that village girl seemed to have entered your home just a moment ago. Keke is probably acting like this because of her; in fact, Keke is usually quite approachable."

"What village girl? What does she look like?" Su Zhenzhu frowned slightly.

That village girl was really clueless, daring to offend Su Zhenzhu! Didn't she know that Su Keke was a wealthy heiress from Imperial City?

Hu Jiayao tried to recall the village girl's appearance, describing, "She's slim, tall, and actually quite pretty. She has long hair, and was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans…"

"You're not talking about Mu Qingli, are you?" Su Zhenzhu quickly caught on.

From Hu Jiayao's words, it wasn't hard to tell that she was talking about Mu Qingli.

In this village, there really wasn't anyone else whom a stunning heiress like Hu Jiayao would acknowledge as good-looking!

Of course, except for Mu Qingli.

Could it be that Mu Qingli offended Su Keke? That's why Su Keke didn't take kindly to her?

That damned Mu Qingli! Just like a jinx.

Su Zhenzhu almost ground her teeth in frustration.

Seeing her reaction, Hu Jiayao's lips curved into a faint smile, her tone gentle, "Mu Qingli? So her name is Mu Qingli?"

"Yes," Su Zhenzhu nodded resentfully, "that's her!"

Hu Jiayao nodded, a calculating glint flashing in her eyes, before saying, "Your surname is Su, and hers is Mu. What is your relationship with her?"

Upon hearing this, Su Zhenzhu immediately said, "Yaoyao, don't misunderstand, I have nothing to do with her. Just like you, I really dislike her."

Su Zhenzhu was afraid that Hu Jiayao would distance herself from her because of Mu Qingli. It had not been easy for her to befriend a wealthy heiress.

"Is that so…" Hu Jiayao narrowed her eyes, then continued, "If you have nothing to do with her, then how come I saw her going to your house?"

To earn Hu Jiayao's trust and ensure their friendship would last, Su Zhenzhu divulged everything about Mu Qingli's situation to Hu Jiayao.

After listening, Hu Jiayao exclaimed, "No wonder she dares to be so arrogant, not even caring about the director or Keke. It turns out she is the long-lost fifth young lady of the Mu Family. Zhenzhu, I'm not trying to be mean, but someone like Mu Qingli is very scheming. It's right for you to keep your distance. If it were the sisters from an ordinary family, anyone who gets the chance to go to the city would surely take her sister with her. But look at her, the moment she turned around, she doesn't recognize anyone."