Chapter 115: A New Mission

Mother Fu: ...?

What? An enemy?

How many days have we even been in the capital? How does my daughter already have an enemy?

""Who bullied you?"" Mother Fu's face was fierce and intimidating.

Seeing her mother's expression, Fu Mingxue felt a wave of warmth in her heart.

""Mom, who could possibly bully me? Did you forget how strong I am? Here’s what happened...""

She briefly and concisely explained how she ended up at odds with Zhao Sisi.

Mother Fu: ...? So, her daughter got caught up in trouble for no reason?

""Girls in the capital really are unreasonable.""

""—Well, you can’t say that about everyone. My sister-in-law is wonderful—she’s an exceptional person, and she can even fly a plane. There are only a few bad apples.""

She really dreamed about it!

Mother Fu: ...? Fly a plane?

What kind of plane? The kind that flies in the sky?

Oh my goodness—her sister-in-law is that capable?

""You really are unlucky. In such a big city, and you just happened to run into one of the few bad ones. Hopefully, you won’t run into any more!""

Fu Mingxue: ...?

Who’s unlucky?

Alright, fine! She really was unlucky.

In her previous life, she’d been enslaved by others her whole life and ended up with such a tragic fate.

To this day, she still didn’t understand how she’d become so muddle-headed in her past life.

""Mom, I’m going to wash up first.""

""Alright, hurry and change out of those clothes too. You need to wash that bloodstain out.""

The New Year isn’t even over yet! That’s bad luck.

""Okay."" Fu Mingxue went to wash her hands first,

then returned to her room to change her clothes.

Only then did she go to check on the two children sitting in their little chairs.

""My babies, Mommy’s here.""

She needed to figure out a way to improve these chairs.

If she added four wheels underneath, wouldn’t they be able to push themselves around soon?

Once they were old enough, they’d probably start walking.

""Come on, say ‘Mama’—""

She took out two small cookies.

The two children’s eyes were glued to the cookies—their desire to eat was written all over their faces.

""Nana—""

""Nana—""

Two childish voices rang out.

Fu Mingxue: ?...

Why are they calling for their grandma? They should be calling for Mommy.

Just then, Mother Fu came in and heard them, her face lighting up with joy. ""Oh, my darlings, Nana’s here.""

She shot Fu Mingxue a look. ""Why are you teasing the kids? Give them the cookies—""

She snatched the cookies and handed them to the two little ones.

The cookies were small, just right for toddlers over a year old to hold and eat by themselves.

""Where did these come from? They smell so good!"" Mother Fu asked.

""—From the Friendship Store. I’ll get you some later.""

Actually, that wasn’t true.

Last night, after reading for an hour, she’d been rewarded by the system with a pack of cookies.

Milky and fragrant—how could they not smell good?

She strongly suspected the system was giving her rewards for the kids.

Mother Fu nodded. ""Alright, give them to me later so I can feed the kids.""

After playing with the children for a while, seeing her mother was watching them, Fu Mingxue went back to her own room.

She started thinking about her future—what happened with Zhao Sisi made one thing very clear to her.

Only by becoming strong herself would people leave her alone; relying on others was never as good as relying on herself.

No matter how powerful the Qin family was, it was just icing on the cake.

She needed to be capable on her own.

And with her dream from her previous life, she wanted to get into the research institute.

If she waited four years to get in—that was too long.

Was there any way to get in sooner?

Just then, the system’s light screen suddenly appeared.

Fu Mingxue couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows—was this a new mission?

Get into the research institute within a month, and the reward would be a courtyard house.

And a complete set of physics books.

Fu Mingxue’s eyes were glued to the set of physics books—she couldn’t look away.

Oh my god, was this for real?"