Chapter 1 part 2

Not far away, there is an intricately carved redwood screen, behind which seems to be a sofa. Next to it, there is a small room with a tightly closed door, suggesting that someone may be inside.

The area around the bed is filled with various strange instruments – the kind that looks very expensive.

In addition, on the wall opposite the bed, there is a large LCD television hanging, and the ceiling light is also brand new, sparkling with crystal glass.

She had never seen such a luxurious room even on television before!

She involuntarily shrank back.

It was at this moment that she noticed the strong smell of disinfectant around her and realized she was covered in a white blanket. There was a photo of a duty nurse hanging on the wall behind her.

She lowered her head and saw that she was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown.

Am I in a hospital?

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Her leg… had it grown longer?

No, it wasn’t just her leg! Her hands had also become larger, and she was now much taller than before.

It was clearly the body of an adult woman.

What on earth was happening?

“Screech.”

Without waiting for her to think too much, the door of the small room in the depths of this luxurious hospital suddenly opened.

She vaguely saw a large mirror inside, seemingly a restroom.

Just as someone walked out, she was like a startled rabbit, she quickly shrank back into the blanket, leaving only her eyes exposed, alertly looking at the newcomer.

The person who came out of the restroom was a round-faced young girl. Her face was youthful, appearing to be around eighteen or nineteen years old. However, she was dressed in a tight-fitting black suit, which looked quite mismatched.

“P—President Xia! Are you awake?”

The young girl saw the woman on the bed, and her eyes immediately turned red. She hurriedly rushed towards the bed and spoke rapidly, “President Xia, you’re finally awake! Was that noise just now from you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you have a headache? I, I’ll call the doctor right away…”

The woman on the bed curled up, not relaxing at all upon hearing her voice. Instead, she became even more alert, her watery eyes filled with confusion.

“P—President Xia?” the woman in the bed murmured, her voice as soft as a mosquito.

“Huh?” the young girl was taken aback.

Then, she saw the woman whom she just called President Xia trembling as she poked her head out from under the covers, and in a panic, she asked her, “Who… are you?”

The young girl was completely stunned.

When had she ever seen such a pitiful and helpless expression on President Xia’s face?

“I… I am Qian Lingling, your secretary and personal assistant… don’t you remember?” Qian Lingling considered a possibility and as she continued speaking, her lips couldn’t help but tremble, “Do you even remember who you are?”

“I… Who am I?” The woman tilted her head, a mix of confusion and innocence in her expression.

She had no recollection of the name Qian Lingling, but deep down, it felt familiar and comforting. That’s why she wasn’t as scared as she initially was.

Qian Lingling paused for two seconds and then rambled on, attempting to trigger the woman’s memory. “You are Xia Shutong, the director and CEO of Wutong Film Industry and Tianjun Media. You are the heiress of the Xia family.”

Xia Shutong, Wutong Film Industry, Tianjun Media… These words sounded so familiar, yet she couldn’t remember any of them. Her head hurt.

“Xia Shutong… Is that my name?” The woman instinctively raised her hand to press her temple gently, applying light pressure.

Qian Lingling’s eyes brightened; yes, that’s the gesture!

Every time Xia Shutong had a headache, she would habitually use her right middle finger to massage her temple.

“Yes! Xia for summer, Shu for distant, Tong for Wutong. How about now? Do you remember?” Qian Lingling excitedly asked.

But Xia Shutong pursed her lips and shook her head anxiously.

“Can… Can I go to the restroom for a moment?” After a brief silence, Xia Shutong weakly asked.

“Of course, shall I assist you?”

“Thank… Thank you.”

After getting up, Xia Shutong realized that she was actually half a head taller than Qian Lingling.

Qian Lingling stopped walking automatically after helping Xia Shutong to the door of the restroom.

Xia Shutong hesitated for a moment but decided to go in by herself and closed the door.

Outside the door, Qian Lingling stood still for a while. The astonishment on her round face gradually disappeared, and her eyes became calm. She walked to the window of the ward, opened it, and skillfully lit a cigarette.

Her demeanor exuded a cold seriousness that was unexpected for her age.

Since Xia Shutong has lost her memory, Qian Lingling has the responsibility to arrange her life and protect her.

…

After entering the restroom, the first thing Xia Shutong did was look in the mirror.

In the dressing mirror, the woman’s figure was tall and graceful. With every movement, she exuded an elegant aura from within, carrying a hint of charm and a touch of rebelliousness.

However, she had a face that evoked unwitting sympathy, especially her almond eyes which shimmered with uncertainty and confusion. At that moment, the distress and helplessness in her gaze made her appear delicate and pitiful.

Xia Shutong weakly adjusted her posture, and the rebelliousness that had naturally emanated from her body moments ago disappeared. Now, not only her face but her entire being transformed into an innocent and vulnerable little white flower.

No, she always has been.

Xia Shutong stared at her face in the mirror for a long time. This face of an adult woman was indeed beautiful and delicate, and her eyes were almost identical to her own. However, she still found it hard to believe that this was herself.

Finally, Xia Shutong carefully pushed aside her hospital gown and turned her head to look at her left shoulder.

Above, there is an irregular pink birthmark, resembling a paulownia leaf.

Xia Shutong couldn’t believe it as she raised her hand to touch and clenched her teeth in disbelief.

Is this really her body?!

What on earth is happening? Is it a dream?

Xia Shutong pondered for a moment and tentatively pinched her thumb.

“Ouch!”

It hurts.

It’s not a dream!

Suddenly, several scenes flashed in Xia Shutong’s mind like lightning…

The roaring sound of a car speeding, the buzzing vibration of a phone, and finally, a deafening crash.

Flames soared into the sky.

Xia Shutong’s head started to ache once again.

She habitually rubbed her forehead and then washed her face.

She seemed to recall some things, but it was all very chaotic.

After a while, Xia Shutong pushed open the restroom door and looked at Qian Lingling waiting outside. Softly, she asked, “It seems like… I have lost my memory. Can you tell me what happened?”