Faced with this unbelievable fact, Yu Qiuran silently put down his rolled up sleeves.

She looked left and right, "Master, please don't panic..." The singing continued to loop.

Although they are separated by a wall, the ladies and sisters with different styles on both sides are all beautiful and sweet.

But Yu Qiuran, who felt that his IQ was insulted, did not wait for the masters or servants on both sides to build the steps, but took a big step and jumped according to his original plan. On the stout branches of the toon tree.

When jumping, she also felt it for a while, and there was no feeling that the **** would be involved in the legend.

Re-analyzing the message "The young master is angry about cutting his hair", she can infer that she has no gender mutation, but for some reason, she had to disguise herself as a man.

From the moment she made the jumping action, the masters who were building the steps immediately dropped the materials in their hands, and teleported around the entire toon tree.

Guaranteed to catch Yu Qiuran accurately no matter from which angle.

Yu Qiuran raised her eyebrows while supporting the tree trunk, who did she look down on!

She climbed and jumped neatly, and after a few turns, she swayed by hooking on the lower branches, and landed lightly in a very handsome posture.

The ladies immediately put down their musical instruments with a smile, and applauded in seal style with the expressionless masters.

Yu Qiuran:…

I always feel that my IQ has been insulted again.

At this moment, a chuckle came from behind, Yu Qiuran turned around, and found that the beautiful man who looked like him had arrived at her side at some point.

He looked soft and looked at her with relief from the mahogany wheelchair: "I thought you were more like me, but it turns out that you are more like your mother."

Yu Qiuran's eyelids jumped.

The other party's eyes are far away, as if caught in memories, "Actually, the entire Vientiane Garden was built to keep your mother..."

His voice gradually fell, "Unfortunately, after she was pregnant with you, she still kept it from me and left without saying goodbye..."

Yu Qiuran's eyelids twitched wildly, so the person in front of her is...

Father?"

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The dull-eyed Yu Qiuran, with her brows and eyes filled with worry, was a cheap father who looked like a fairy and didn't seem to be very good, sitting in the poetic and picturesque four-cornered pavilion, Have tea and snacks.

She silently nibbled on a piece of pea yellow and re-arranged her thoughts.

So she is not only a "young master", but also "Domineering...", not the "ball" in "The Sick President and His Little Wife with the Ball"...a gifted baby when she grows up.

Genius baby · Yu · young master · Qiu Ran looked at the interesting and elegant garden landscaping, and glanced at the president's father in wide sleeves and dark clothes, who was leisurely drinking tea, fell into deep depression .

Wearing lace-embellished pajamas, her hair is messy, and she is undergoing a reshaping of her three views. She has never felt that at any moment in her young life, she is as out of place as she is now.

The little sister added tea to Yu Qiuran, smiled and squatted, with the corners of her skirt lifted, she quietly exited the pavilion.

"Is it still cold?" The cheap father on the opposite side asked with concern.

Yu Qiuran supported the armrest of the mahogany chair with her elbows and her chin with her hands, shaking her head sullenly.

The other party glanced at the ends of her short hair that was randomly turned up, and said apologetically, "I have no choice but to let you pretend to be a boy..."

"You didn't grow up in Yu's family since you were a child, and I want to take you back to inherit the family business. Those stubborn old-fashioned people in the clan will definitely bite your gender."

A gleam of coldness flashed in her cheap father's eyes, but he quickly covered it with a gentle smile.

He looked at Yu Qiuran: "Don't worry, I only have you as a child, I will definitely remove all obstacles. In a year at most, you can wear a skirt and look beautiful crowded."

It doesn't matter whether the skirt is a skirt or not. Although I still don't quite understand the situation, Yu Qiuran doesn't really care about the fact that women disguise themselves as men.

She finished eating the piece of pea yellow: "So, what else do you need me to do?"

The smile on the cheap father's face deepened, he seemed a little surprised, "I don't need you to do anything. Your student status has been transferred to the high school of Shenxia Kyushu College, you just need to enjoy campus life. Just fine."

He thought about it for a while, then added: "It would be best if you could have a good relationship with the direct descendants of the other three families. But if you don't want to, it doesn't matter."

He said softly, "Dad just wants you to be happy."

Yu Qiuran held her chin and fell into contemplation. It seems to be the Yu family from the super wealthy family, Shenxia Kyushu College, the other three... Sounds a bit familiar.

She pondered for a moment, and always felt that she had caught something, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

She simply doesn't bother, just take it one step at a time.

When she came back to her senses, she heard the other person say: "...The Vientiane Garden was originally built for you. Since you like it, I have already ordered someone to transfer it to your name."

Yu Qiuran picked up the teacup and looked at each other in surprise: "Really?"

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Small toys... Yu Qiuran drank tea silently to suppress his shock.

He said sadly, "Can you forgive me and call me Dad?"

Hi (four tones), what's wrong with this?

Thinking of the dozens of hills and various buildings in Vientiane Garden, I looked at the misty eyes of the other party.

The empathetic Yu Qiuran, facing his cheap father, had a loud voice, a melodious voice, very sincere, and called out without any guilt: "Dad!"

Then she had a good talk with this very coaxing father, and euphemistically expressed her discomfort with the "500 square meter bed" and the twenty-layer mattress.

The tea party was over. Before leaving, the other party asked her, "Xiao Ran, what kind of flowers do you like?"

Yu Qiuran thought for a moment: "Peach blossom."

Dad Yu smiled and nodded: "I see."

Although Yu Qiuran said that he was willing to go back quickly by climbing the wall, Yu's father gently and firmly rejected her proposal.

So she had to walk through the main gates of the two courtyards one by one, first take a Chinese carriage, then transfer to a Western carriage, and go back to her bedroom for more than half an hour.

The good news is that she's finally figuring out what's going on with her on the road.

[Ding—loaded successfully, hello host, the resurrection system will serve you wholeheartedly. 】

The belated system made her understand that she had transcended into an article on buying stocks in the campus Shura field that she had read.

The story takes place in the aristocratic academy of "Shenxia Kyushu", revolving around the poor and kind heroine, and the "male protagonists" of the four top wealthy families in China.

And "Yu Qiuran" is the only one who is defeated among the four "male lead reserve".

她前期一直是温柔忧郁的“学长”，后来爱而不得，竟然黑化绑架女主，最后被其他三位男主联合胖揍，悲惨而终。

Yu Qiuran: [Alas, although they are all "princes", but after all, the gender is fake, she is not defeated, who is defeated? Look at it, since ancient times, there are many gentlemen and two men, and you can recognize the fate of your supporting role. How can there be so many things? 】

System: [Please follow the original design and go to Shenxia Kyushu College. 】

According to the system, she was in a plane crash when she was going to the Free Country. She had the opportunity to wear a book because of her ancestors’ accumulation of virtue.

Yu Qiuran accepts this well.

Her parents died when she was very young. For many years, relying on the family trust fund, and the occasional whim of her clan members, she grew up casually.

Nothing to worry about, but it’s a pity that I didn’t get to my car.

But here, she should not be short of cars to drive.

So she asked enthusiastically: [So what exactly do I want to do? 】

The system explained that she is now similar to a bug, stuck in this world by chance.

In order not to be ejected by the world program, she needs to get the positive feelings of the main characters of the story for her, which can be love, family, friendship, etc.

These emotions will turn into energy, and when 11 energy **** are collected, she will be completely accepted by the world.

At the same time, try to avoid OOC in the whole process, otherwise it will be easy for the world to observe anomalies and obliterate them.

Yu Qiuran flipped through the character cards in the book, and was silent for a long time on words such as "delicate mind", "sensitive loneliness", "melancholy and frail".

I don't think you're embarrassing me.

Let's not talk about her personality, which is 108,000 miles away from her, the key point is that she is sexually oriented, so she can't be a girl at all, and she doesn't want to deceive other people's pure girl's feelings.

The system was silent for a moment, and finally compromised, saying that the plot can be appropriately changed with a small range of OOC in line with the overall logic of the characters.

The successful negotiation Yu Qiuran arrived in the bedroom with satisfaction, ready to sleep well and recharge.

After all, I have to go to school tomorrow and start the plot.

But when she saw the "500 square meter", mountain-like bed, she was once again confused: "Didn't my dad say he would replace it for me?"

A row of smiling maids curtseyed and sang like an opera:

"Master, this is already a new bed."

"Look, this bed has your favorite peach pattern on the bedpost—"

"Pink shells are specially inlaid for you~"

…

Yu Qiuran was shocked.

It turns out that the point of this matter is the pattern engraved on the pillars of the bed and the shells inlaid, not the bed that is anti-human?

Yu Qiuran looked at the mattresses still stacked two meters high, and waved his hands tiredly: "Forget it, the bed is like this, at least remove those mattresses for me. "

The maids turned pale in shock and sang into a high-pitched chorus:

"Master, absolutely!"

"We've removed several layers."

"There are only twenty floors, which is the minimum number—"

…

She held the hand of the maid with a blank expression, stepped on the stool and climbed to the bed, thinking to herself, isn't it "Prince of the Pea", she has enough scripts on her shoulders, Not bad plus this one!