Road of Flowers

As soon as she opened her eyes, Bai Lian found herself in the body of a notorious and spoiled young lady.
She heard her father was a new and rising star in Beicheng, self-made with a far-reaching reputation;
Her older illegitimate brother was a genius who had topped the city exams and went off to Jiangjing University;
The younger illegitimate sister from the adjacent international class was a multi-talented school beauty, gentle and well-mannered;
Her fiancé was a golden boy of finance, a scholarly idol in school who had never even glanced at her properly…
And she was just an unremarkable person with low intelligence, an ordinary person, kicked out of the house right from the start.
Bai Lian: Fine, then she'll just have to study hard and strive to be an ordinary person~
Everyone (with a mysterious smiling face): ...are you sure about that??
The young lady sent to Xiangcheng with no background, ignorant and unlearned, everyone could step on her... but they can't move her???
[A uniquely stunning, lazy and capricious female protagonist who annihilates anyone who crosses her vs. a noble, cool, and dominating male protagonist with an IQ that crushes everyone present]
PS: Both the male and female leads are very suave. This story is all about satisfying reads without much logic, so please don't delve too deeply into the logic, thanks.
Message: Love learning, be a good person.

The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

"Hello, I'm Ren Wanxuan's grandfather."


Ren Qian was the first to speak, standing not far away, squinting slightly as he sized up Bai Lian, his aura as a person in a position of power feeling quite oppressive.


"Bai Lian." Bai Lian nodded at him, her tone lacking any discernible emotion.


Ren Qian watched her quietly, noting her school uniform was just like the other students', and even the hairpin on her head was handmade.


Even her shoes were nothing out of the ordinary.


Everything about her resonated with the rundown, impoverished Purest Street.


Yet standing in the night, backed by a long staircase and a street lamp that wasn't even very bright, the quiet look she returned was like a mandrake growing on the cliffs of the night.


018 Make good friends, Poverty Alleviation Study Group_1