Cold CEO (1)

When she opened her eyes again, she was sitting in a pitch-black private chauffeur-driven car. The driver tapped on her window, reminding her, "Miss, we've arrived." Cassie nodded, picked up her backpack, and followed him out of the car.

Hmm... a backpack? Was she still a student?

The driver opened the trunk, lifted a suitcase, and led her forward.

It was a castle-like villa, perched halfway up the mountain, surrounded by mountains and water, with a panoramic view of the ocean.

A butler in a black tailcoat stood at the door, smiling at her. "Miss Cassie, please." 

In a short time, Cassie had already assimilated the memories of this body. Eighteen years old, still in high school. Her mother had passed away, and her father, due to work, had to go on a year-long business trip to the southern hemisphere. Therefore, he sent her to the Qi family, with whom he had social connections.

In her early years, Cassie lived with her grandparents, and Grandpa Qi had watched her grow up. So, when Grandpa Qi gladly agreed to the request, they promptly sent someone to bring Cassie over.

In the living room, Grandpa Qi cheerfully greeted her, "Cassie, come to Grandpa."

Haven't seen each other for many years, the ponytailed girl in her memories had blossomed into an elegant and lively young woman, exuding a charming and lively aura. Quite beautiful.

"Grandpa Qi." Cassie sweetly called out.

Grandpa Qi's face lit up with a smile. "Ah! Treat this place as your own. Stay as long as you want."

This old man looked so amiable. Grandpa's friendliness and warmth of this place helped Cassie's relax a lot.

Grandpa Qi pulled her and chattered on, explaining many things. He mentioned that a room on the second floor had been prepared for her. She was free to stay there or choose another one, but he advised her not to go to the room at the end of the second floor.

As she came to the Qi family, she would have to transfer to a new school. Later, he would arrange for someone to take her to the school to complete the registration procedures.

Cassie nodded several times, obedient and well-behaved. Several times, Grandpa Qi almost couldn't resist reaching out to pinch her face.

In her childhood, she was tender enough to squeeze water out. Now that she had grown up, her skin was even whiter, as smooth as sheep fat and jade. Who knows which young man will be fortunate in the future.

Thinking of this, Grandpa Qi couldn't help but sigh: If only his grandson wasn't like this...

When his grandson's leg was healed, he would definitely help him bring this girl back home!

The new school was a private one, and the Qi family was the largest investor. Grandpa Qi was the honorary principal. The school uniform and books had been sent to her room before Cassie arrived, and she only needed to go to the political and educational office to sign in.

One couldn't help but admire the meticulousness of the host family.

The room was newly decorated, with a color scheme of pink, blue, and mint green macarons. It was full of girlish vibes but still retained a simple and fashionable style. Both the wardrobe and the bookshelf were packed with various clothes and jewelry, dazzling and overwhelming.

Cassie opened the suitcase, tidied up some things, and changed into her daily home clothes before going downstairs.

The housekeeper had prepared a sumptuous dinner, mostly dishes that looked delicate and were favored by young girls. However, despite the fact that she was dining with Grandpa Qi, a third set of bowls and chopsticks was placed on the table.

Cassie didn't know much about the Qi family. The only contact she had was seven years ago when she was still young. How could she have any impression? She only knew that Grandpa Qi had two sons. The eldest died early, and the younger one was an incompetent person, with rumors of romantic affairs circulating widely in the upper-class circle.

Therefore, Grandpa Qi was still unwilling to relinquish power and continues to hold the position of the head of the Qi family.

"Is the young master still not coming down?" Mr. Qi asked.

The housekeeper shook her head, sighed, and said, "I will bring the meal up to him later."

Mr. Qi sighed as well, "Forget it, let him be. By the way, Cassie, don't go to the room at the end of the second floor. My grandson is quite fierce. He might scare you."

Scare her? What happened to his grandson?

Cassie furrowed her brows but didn't ask further. When she went upstairs, she glanced at the room once more.

The room's door faced the corridor, and the dark gray wooden door closed silently, its patterns indistinct under the light.

Without much contemplation, Cassie went to her own room.

She was curious about where she would encounter the fragment of soul.

And... her future school life.

After a long time away from the familiar modern world, she looked forward to the future.

The next day was Monday.

Mr. Qi, energetic and spirited, went to the company with Cassie after breakfast. The housekeeper, who was responsible for taking Cassie to school, was quite talkative. Without waiting for Cassie to speak, she spilled out all the information:

"Ah, the young master hasn't come down for breakfast."

"Ever since the car accident before the Chinese New Year, the young master has been like a different person... Both the old master and I worry every day that he might not cope."

It was about that young master again.

Cassie took out her phone and typed in [Qi Family Young Master], bringing up a whole page of introductions. Qi Yan, twenty-two years old, had an extensive resume. It mentioned that he graduated from a top-tier university at the age of eighteen with a double major, took over the Qi Group early, and was the acknowledged head of the Qi family by Grandpa Qi.

Then, three months ago—just a few days before the Chinese New Year, he unfortunately had a car accident.

No news had been heard from him since.

Cassie closed the browsing page, gently rubbing her temples.

On the photos, she saw the face that couldn't be more familiar. The face of Xavier. The face of The Voice.