Sharp. Blunt. Everywhere.
Something slammed into her shoulder before she even finished opening her eyes. Her head snapped sideways, teeth biting into flesh as a second blow landed against her ribs.
“Still pretending to be dead?”
Laughter rang out—high-pitched, cruel, impatient.
Her vision swam. All she saw were blurred shapes and the flash of white sleeves, polished shoes, skirts brushing her knees as someone grabbed her hair and yanked her head back.
“Say something,” a girl sneered. “Didn’t you hear us?”
She tried to lift her arm.
It barely moved.
A knee drove into her stomach.
Air burst from her lungs in a thin, humiliating wheeze.
What—
She didn’t even have time to finish the thought.
WARNING: HOST CONSCIOUSNESS STABILIZINGWORLD LOADING…IDENTITY SYNCHRONIZATION IN PROGRESS
A cold, mechanical voice cut straight through the pain.
Information flooded her mind.
Names. Faces. Places.
At the same time, a slap cracked across her cheek.
“Stop spacing out!”
Her head rang.
Memories didn’t arrive gently. They slammed in like files being dumped all at once—classrooms, corridors, whispers behind her back, hands pulling her books away, laughter when she bent to pick them up.
She tasted blood.
CHARACTER BINDING COMPLETEHOST ASSIGNED ROLE: SUPPORTING CHARACTER (BULLIED)
You’ve got to be kidding me.
Another kick landed, weaker this time. Someone clicked their tongue.
“Tch. She’s boring today.”
“Whatever. Let’s go.”
A shoe nudged her leg.
“Listen carefully, Liu Zhuqing,” a girl said, her voice sharp with warning. “This isn’t over. Next time, we won’t stop here.”
Footsteps retreated.
Laughter faded.
Silence rushed in—thick, ringing, unreal.
She lay there for several seconds, staring at the dusty floor, chest heaving as her body finally remembered how to breathe.
“…Miss Brooks,” she muttered hoarsely.
So this was her idea of compensation.
She pushed herself up slowly, every muscle screaming in protest, and leaned back against the wall. Her hands were trembling—not from fear, but from restrained fury.
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Thrown in mid-beating. No prep. No warning.
Very professional.
“System,” she said aloud. “Show interface.”
A translucent screen flickered into existence, hovering in front of her.
She exhaled sharply and started reading.
Host Name: Zhuqing Bones
Current Identity: Liu Zhuqing
Intelligence: 78
Strength: 52
Agility: 60
Endurance: 55
Appearance: 81
Charm: 69
Willpower: 88
Luck: 41
Skills: None
Talents: None
Golden Fingers: None
Items: Golden Finger Draw ×2
Worlds Traveled: 0
Active Missions:
Change Yunyun’s Fate (Incomplete)
Revenge Against Stepmother Yun Wantang (Incomplete)
Revenge Against Stepsister Liu Mengmeng (Incomplete)
She stared at the screen.
“…None?” she said flatly.
No skills. No talents. No golden finger. She had been accomplished in many things in her previous life.
So where did all of that go?
Just two draws—locked behind who-knew-what.
She laughed under her breath, bitter and sharp.
“Nice,” she muttered. “You really threw me in naked.”
If Miss Brooks were standing in front of her right now, she would have smiled sweetly—and then strangled her with administrative paperwork.
Her gaze flicked back to the panel.
Zhuqing Bones.
that was her name.
She rubbed her temples as the rest of the memories finally finished loading.
Liu Zhuqing.
Second daughter of the Liu family. Her mother had died when she was barely two years old. Her father hadn’t waited long.
Yun Wantang entered the household soon after—gentle smile, soft voice, hands always resting possessively on the shoulder of her own daughter.
Liu Mengmeng. Born only six or seven months apart from her. Close enough to pretend nothing was wrong. Far enough to make everything hurt.
Her childhood hadn’t been gentle—but it hadn’t been completely hopeless either. Her mother had been kind. Too kind. Kind enough that many people owed her favors, debts they repaid quietly after her death.
No servants dared bully Liu Zhuqing. No one starved her outright. She grew up without love, but not without help. Life was hard. But she wasn’t helpless. The turning point had been the college entrance exam. And marriage.
In the original timeline—before rebirth—Liu Mengmeng had chosen security. She married into the wealthy Shaw family and tossed Zhuqing a “kind” consolation prize: a poor bodyguard. Back then, Zhuqing had survived anyway. Through grit. Through favors owed to her mother. Through sheer refusal to break. She built a successful company. She became wealthy. She lost her Best friend—Yunyun. But she stood on her own feet. Then Liu Mengmeng who married into shaw family has a hard life because of shaw family bancruptcy and was divorced becaused of her antics , died.
And came back. Then , she chose the bodyguard. hoping for a wealthy and luxury life .And smiled as she told their father,“Shaw family values reputation. Sister Zhuqing isn’t… ready yet. Let her improve herself first.”
Their father believed her. The Shaw family agreed to wait. And the people who once watched over Zhuqing—thinking she’d be safe now—looked away. After that, everything collapsed. Her studies. Her business. Her future. Yunyun died.
The Shaw family didn’t go bankrupt like before. So Liu Mengmeng used the bodyguard as a scapegoat for murder—and re-entered the Shaw family with clean hands.
Zhuqing never got reborn. She just failed......Again. And again. And again.
“…So that’s how it ends,” she whispered.wondering if she had to marry any of those 2
The system’s voice chimed softly.
“Mission condition detected: Host must achieve success regardless of marriage outcome.”
She narrowed her eyes.
“That’s it?” she asked. “No more details?”
“Authority insufficient.”
“What about the system mall?”
“Locked.”
“Guidance?”
“Unavailable.”
She leaned her head back against the wall and laughed—quiet, exhausted, furious.
Skipped preparation. No guidance. No shortcuts.
Miss Brooks hadn’t just punished her.
She’d thrown her into a pit and waited to see whether she crawled out or died properly this time.
“…Fine,” she said slowly.
Her fingers curled into a fist.
“If you want to see how I survive without help—”
She stood up, ignoring the pain.
“—then watch closely.”
according to the story , Liu Mengmeng was reborn. and this time line is near collge entrance exams. she will get the revenge for liu zhuqing .
And somewhere above it all, a deputy director thought she’d taught a lesson.
Zhuqing Bones smiled faintly.
Let’s see who regrets it first.