Chapter 4 Rebirth Day 1_1

"Your grandpa."

Ming Ge blurted out without hesitation.

"…"

The dark room fell silent for a moment.

What an original response.

Ming Ge: She's really a sly little fox.

The next second, the man's hand whipped back, gripping her throat, his obsidian-black eyes narrowed dangerously.

"If you don't want to die, roll off me now."

"…I'd only roll if I wanted to die."

Roll off?

No, she was not going to roll.

*

…It hurts.

Ming Ge was woken up by the System, her mind filled with just that one thought.

In her past life, Ming Ge had never had anything to do with men, and now, on her first day after being reborn, she…

Life, it's really fucking melodramatic.

Her face was a picture of complexity.

[Host, if you continue to ponder life like this, once the man wakes up, the glorious System guarantees you'll die a… very ugly death.] The System gleefully reminded her.

It had a premonition that this man was no ordinary guy.

Ming Ge: "…"

Right.

Ming Ge fell silent for a second, then asked it a question.

"What if, when he wakes up, he finds himself captivated by my stunning beauty, and falls irretrievably in love with me?"

[…Do you think you're in a 'The Overbearing CEO Falls for Me' spin-off?]

The System rolled its eyes, [We're about self-reliance and leveling up here; please, host, don't indulge in such impractical fantasies. Get up and get ready to run.]

Ming Ge: "Oh."

So daydreaming is not allowed, huh?

She sighed, resigned to her fate, and got up.

In the presidential suite, the thick European-style luxurious curtains were drawn, so dark that not a sliver of light came through, indicating the man's high requirements for his sleeping environment.

Either he was a chronic insomniac or a fastidious noble.

Ming Ge felt a lipstick in her pocket.

As she was heading toward the door, bathed in the faint light from her phone, she suddenly turned back.

System: [Wait, what are you doing, Host?!]

Ming Ge's lips curved in a mysterious smile, "Leaving a memento."

System: […]

What a ghostly memento.

Ming Ge twisted the golden tube and, with the bright and delicate red lipstick, wrote a line across the man's white shirt…

The red bloomed beautifully across the fabric, exuding a lurid charm in the darkness.

In the end, Ming Ge tossed away the lipstick she had defiled, digging through her pockets until she finally pulled out a red coin and slapped it onto the man's chest.

Having played God, Ming Ge glanced at the man's dimly discernible handsome profile in the darkness one last time and blew him a kiss goodbye.

"Bye-bye~"

Farewell, the first man in her two lifetimes…