Nyx_Aurelia

Synopsis

In her past life, Leng Qingxue was a legend—an unrivaled genius who dominated multiple industries, from science and finance to technology and medicine. She stood at the peak of the world, untouchable… until betrayal sent her plummeting to her death.

But fate had other plans.

Reincarnated as the cherished daughter of the powerful Leng family, Qingxue is born as a twin alongside her brother, Leng Qiuhan. With five strikingly handsome and talented older brothers, doting parents, and limitless wealth, she should have the perfect life.

Yet, Qingxue chooses to keep her past-life brilliance hidden. Instead of immediately reclaiming her former glory, she watches, waits, and slowly unveils her true genius—stunning her family, shaking the business world, and leaving her enemies speechless.

As envious relatives plot against her, and the world underestimates the quiet, cold little girl, Qingxue is unbothered. After all, she has already conquered a lifetime.

This time, she will live for herself.

And when the world finally realizes her true identity—it will be too late.

The Cold Beauty's Rebirth

Not everyone in the Leng family was happy about Qingxue's brilliance.

The news of her shocking intelligence didn't take long to spread among their relatives. Servants whispered about it in the halls, and soon, word reached the ears of someone who had always felt overshadowed—Leng Ruolan.

Ruolan, the daughter of Leng Zhen's younger brother, was born on the same day as Qingxue and Qiuhan. However, she was not part of the direct line of inheritance.

Her father, Leng Feng, was wealthy but had never commanded the same respect as Leng Zhen. Their family had status, but it could never compare to the true heirs of the Leng name.

And now, even as an infant, Qingxue was outshining her.

Ruolan's mother, Chen Meiyu, seethed when she heard the rumors. "That child is just lucky. She must be."

And if she was different, it meant Ruolan would be left behind.

Even as a baby, Ruolan could sense the difference in how she was treated. When people spoke of Qingxue, their voices held admiration. When they mentioned Ruolan, it was just as an afterthought.

She didn't understand everything yet, but she knew one thing.

The Leng family estate was grand, with different courtyards for each household. While Ruolan's family lived in an elegant side residence, she rarely had the chance to visit the main house.

Under the guise of a simple visit, Meiyu brought Ruolan to see Jiang Yuexin and the children.

Inside the main hall, Qingxue and Qiuhan lay in a beautifully carved crib, their silver-blue eyes gleaming under the sunlight.

Meiyu's eyes flashed with something unreadable. "Ah, Yuexin, how fortunate we are to have children born on the same day." She smiled as she lifted Ruolan into her arms. "Our daughters will surely be close."

Jiang Yuexin returned the smile, ever the perfect hostess. "Of course."

Ruolan, dressed in a delicate pink outfit, was placed gently beside the crib. She was already steady enough to sit on her own, and her round, dark eyes studied Qingxue with quiet curiosity.

For a moment, she looked innocent—just another child meeting her cousin.

But then, her small hands reached forward, as if to grab Qingxue's hand.

It was a simple movement, one that a baby might make out of instinct. But in that instant, Ruolan's expression changed.

Her tiny fingers curled slightly, and though no words were spoken, there was a flicker of emotion in her eyes.

Qiuhan, sitting beside the crib, turned his head toward Ruolan. His silver-blue eyes, identical to Qingxue's, were unreadable—but cold.

He didn't move. He didn't make a sound.

But his small hand reached out and placed itself protectively in front of Qingxue.

Chen Meiyu, noticing the strange tension, quickly laughed. "Look how curious they are about each other! Ruolan must really like Qingxue."

Jiang Yuexin merely smiled, but she noticed everything.

The way Ruolan had paused when Qingxue pulled away.

The way Qiuhan had positioned himself in front of his twin.

And most of all, the look in Ruolan's eyes.

A look too calculating for a child.

That night, as the children were put to bed, Qiuhan stayed beside Qingxue's crib.

His tiny fingers rested on the carved wooden railing, his cold silver-blue eyes watching his twin as she lay comfortably beneath soft blankets.

Qingxue stared back at him, her chubby fingers reaching toward him.

He couldn't speak yet, but if he could, he would have told her:

Chapter 8 A Rivalry Begins- The Jealous Cousin's Move