The world was silent, save for the distant sound of children's laughter. A faint breeze carried the scent of fresh grass, and the soft rustling of leaves filled the air. Slowly, a small body stirred on a warm mattress, eyes fluttering open to take in the unfamiliar surroundings.
"Where... am I?" The tiny voice that escaped the child's lips startled her. It was high-pitched, soft, and completely foreign.
Mo Xixi sat up abruptly, her round, chubby hands clutching the fabric of her tiny dress. Panic settled in as she took in the sight of a group of children running around, playing in what appeared to be a daycare center. Bright-colored toys littered the ground, and cheerful paintings decorated the walls. A mirror stood in the corner, reflecting the light from a nearby window.
Her heart pounded. "A mirror! I need to see myself!"
Scrambling to her feet, she ran towards the mirror, nearly tripping over her own unsteady steps. As she reached it, she gasped. Staring back at her was a child no older than three, with fair, smooth skin, rosy cheeks, and large, glittering eyes that shimmered in shades of purple, sky blue, and baby pink. Her hair, a mesmerizing mix of dark blue, sky blue, and orange with soft baby pink at the ends, framed her tiny face.
"This... this isn't me!" Mo Xixi clutched her head, memories surging into her mind like a tidal wave.
She was Shen Qiyue, the number one hacker in her past life—Ghost Shadow, a name feared in the cyber underworld. Her last memory was of a mission, a dangerous one. She had infiltrated a criminal organization’s system, uncovering sensitive information about their internal staff and illicit dealings. But then—
"Betrayal… Someone leaked our location…"
She remembered the ambush. Gunfire. Explosions. The desperate attempt to escape. And then—darkness.
"Did I… die? And now, I’ve been reborn?" The realization struck her like lightning.
"Mo Xixi!"
A stern but gentle voice broke her thoughts. Turning, she saw a woman approaching. Information flooded her mind—the woman was her elementary school teacher.
"Now is your nap time. Go back to sleep," the teacher instructed.
Mo Xixi hesitated but quickly nodded. "Okay, teacher!"
Still overwhelmed, she returned to her small bed and lay down, pretending to sleep. But her mind raced with thoughts. "This body… this name… I recognize them! Mo Xixi… This is the tragic novel I read before!"
The horrifying plot unfolded in her memories. This world was a mix of modern technology, aristocratic rule, and ancient martial arts—one where noble families wielded magic and power. And in this story, her mother was the tragic female lead, Bai Yinghua, and her father was the cold and calculating CEO, Lin Haowen.
Their fates were tragic. Her mother was mistreated, betrayed by her best friend and the man she once loved. She was an abandoned daughter of a powerful martial family, kidnapped as a newborn, sealed from her powers, and raised by a cruel adoptive family. Her father, Lin Haowen, was a feared businessman, raised in an aristocratic family where weakness meant death. His childhood was filled with suffering, his emotions buried under layers of ice.
And Mo Xixi herself?
A tragic footnote. A child who never knew her father’s identity, dying young before she could ever change her fate.
"No way! I won’t let that happen!" Determination burned in her tiny heart. "If fate wants to crush my family, I’ll crush fate first!"
Suddenly, a soft, familiar voice called out.
"Baby, wake up. It's time to go home."
Mo Xixi’s eyes flew open. She turned to see a beautiful woman standing near her bed. Her mother—Bai Yinghua.
She was breathtaking, with a slim figure and fair skin. Her round eyes shimmered in shades of red, pink, purple, and orange, filled with warmth and tenderness. Her long, wavy hair cascaded down in stunning hues of purple, orange, and baby pink. She looked at Mo Xixi with a gentle smile, radiating love and kindness.
A sudden wave of emotions crashed over Mo Xixi. Seeing this woman—her mother—alive, smiling at her, instead of cold and lifeless as in the novel… It was too much.
Tears welled up in her eyes before she could stop them.
"Baby? What's wrong?" Bai Yinghua asked, alarmed by her sudden tears. "Are you hurt somewhere?"
Mo Xixi clenched her tiny fists. "Damn it, this baby body! I can’t control my emotions!"
But instead of explaining, she sniffled and threw herself into Bai Yinghua’s arms. "Mommy, I missed you! I had a nightmare!"
Bai Yinghua held her close, stroking her back. "It’s okay, sweetheart. Mommy is here. I will always protect you."
Mo Xixi buried her face in her mother's shoulder. "No, Mom. This time, I’ll protect you!"
After a few moments, she calmed down, and her mother led her home. Their house was small but cozy. As soon as they arrived, Bai Yinghua smiled. "Go wash up, sweetheart. I’ll make dinner."
Mo Xixi nodded. "Okay, Mom!"
As she washed her hands, she stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. "I have a second chance. This time, I won’t let history repeat itself."
She sat at the dinner table, eating with Bai Yinghua, her mind already forming plans. "First, I need to reunite our family. I need to find my father, Lin Haowen. But I can’t just show up and say, ‘Hey, I’m your daughter!’ I need proof. I need to investigate."
Her fingers twitched. "I’ll have to return to hacking. I need to access his records, find out the truth about how he lost my mother, and uncover the noble families’ schemes."
Bai Yinghua interrupted her thoughts. "Xixi, after dinner, you have to finish your homework, okay?"
Mo Xixi nearly choked. Homework? At three years old?!
For a genius hacker with a mental age of twenty, doing a three-year-old’s homework was humiliating. "But I have no choice. I have to keep up appearances."
After dinner, she obediently did her homework, but her mind was elsewhere. "If I remember correctly, Dad is still searching for the woman he loved—the woman who was framed. He doesn’t know that Mom is alive and that I exist. If I can make him remember…"
She quickly grabbed a notebook and began listing her goals:
Reunite with my father and bring our family together.
Help my mother regain her true identity and power.
Prevent the deaths of my grandparents and loved ones.
Uncover the traitor in Mom’s real family.
Fight against the aristocracy and the ancient evil organization.
Maybe, just maybe, find some romance for myself along the way.
She stared at the list, her eyes sharp and determined.
"This time, I will rewrite this tragic novel into a happy ending!"
Clutching the notebook tightly, Mo Xixi lay down beside her mother, listening to a bedtime story. As sleep took her, she made a silent vow:
"Daddy, it’s your turn now."
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