"Hello, my name is Ji Nian, and my research topic is—how to pinch out hemorrhoids and roll them into rabbit tails." Ji Nian's powerful voice echoed throughout the hall. Before she could even open her PPT to elaborate, the next second she opened her eyes... She found herself in a different body, that of a little girl. "You little brat! Do you really think you're a young lady now? Just wait until the head of the family brings his foster daughter back, and then see if I don't beat you to death!!" "That's the girl the head of the family cherishes like his own daughter, not like you, a little beast born to be strangled! Get over here right now!!" A sense of danger made her neck tingle. Her body, with muscle memory, started running on its own. Ji Nian ran while turning back in confusion. A twisted, angry face appeared not far away, charging towards her with a menacing aura, holding a whip in her hand. She was certain that whip wasn't for any kinky play; it was meant to beat her. [No, if she catches you, the first thing that'll land on you won't be the whip, but her big butt.] A sudden voice in her head made Ji Nian pause. Ji Nian: ? Before she could focus on the voice, she heard footsteps getting closer. Panicked, Ji Nian scratched her butt and ran even faster. In a state of complete confusion, she ran aimlessly, like a headless fly. The place was huge, and Ji Nian didn't dare enter unknown rooms, so she just ran down the stairs. [To the right, push aside that broken chair, and there's a dog hole. Crawl through it.] Ji Nian's eyes darted around. Feeling her distrust, the voice sighed and said: [I'm your time-travel assistant, you can call me the System. Only you can hear me, and I won't harm you.] Time was pressing, and sensing the fat woman's furious pursuit, Ji Nian had to set aside her doubts and follow the System's instructions. Sure enough, there was a dog hole. The hole was small, too small for an adult to squeeze through, but luckily, Ji Nian's current body was that of a little girl, not much bigger than a pee. She crawled through smoothly. The fat woman saw her escape and hurried to the door, but it was too late. She could only watch the tiny figure disappear into the grass, her face contorting in rage. Thinking of the numerous scars from her abuse on the child's body, she suddenly felt a pang of fear. Would anyone find out? The thought quickly subsided. So what if she's the head of the family's daughter? A little brat born to be abandoned and forgotten. Even if the head of the family saw her, he probably wouldn't say anything. Relaxing, she spat on the ground. The Ji Family Manor was vast, with many servants. All she had to do was say the word, and someone would catch the little brat who could only roam around this small building. Knowing this was the Ji Family Manor, Ji Nian marveled at how rich people lived, having a lake in their home. Would they fine you for peeing in it? She wobbled towards it, then thought she might be hallucinating. Otherwise, why would she see a handsome guy sitting in a pavilion by the lake? The man wore comfortable, loose home clothes, revealing a delicate collarbone. His shoulders were broad, his legs long and casually stretched out. His hair was thick like ink, and his face was unclear, but Ji Nian's intuition told her he wouldn't be ugly. His extraordinary aura made her unable to look away. "New here? Why haven't I seen this type before..." Ji Nian had a quirk. She couldn't walk away when she saw someone beautiful. Especially when this beautiful person had several plates of food in front of him, all exquisitely made pastries. But it seemed the owner wasn't interested, as none had been touched. The man slowly lifted his eyelids, a flash of deep red in his eyes. Again, as soon as he felt the slightest drowsiness, the moment he closed his eyes, he saw twisted, hateful faces, screaming to drag him into hellfire. These people had all died by his hand, but he didn't regret it. The Ji family's filthy, disgusting bloodline should end with him. Coming back to his senses, the man suddenly felt something and shifted his gaze, locking eyes with the child who had somehow appeared in front of him, not even reaching his knees. Wearing obviously oversized, old clothes, her hair naturally curly, long and tangled, reaching her waist, unkempt. She was struggling to look up, staring at him with wide eyes. Her eyes, a child's eyes, were innocent and straightforward, a deep green, her face dirty, making it hard to see her features. Backlit, the man seemed surrounded by a golden halo. Ji Nian squinted, her twenty-five-year-old soul in a five-year-old body, not feeling the least bit ashamed as she praised him. "Brother, you're so handsome." She stared up at the man without blinking. Hearing the small, childish voice, the man's too-thin face showed a hint of contemplation. If Ji Nian hadn't been starving and her vision clear, she might have noticed the man's eyes, the same deep green as hers, but far from innocent. They were filled with madness, a storm of fire, pulling everyone into hell. But she didn't see. So the man moved his lips. His voice was rough and hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time, with a hint of playfulness that the little girl didn't notice. "Oh? How handsome?" Ji Nian straightened up, her voice firm— "Handsome enough that if my dad saw you, he'd lactate!"