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After Lin Nian returned to her bedroom and had a few simple bites, she actually continued to complete the tasks assigned by the system.
After practicing for nearly two hours, Lin Ting felt that she had already adapted to walking in high heels, and she was determined that by completing the task, acquiring the "manga legs" was inevitable.
With that thought in mind, Lin Ting suddenly seemed to recall something.
She quickly got up and rummaged through the luggage she had brought from her uncle's house.
Although there weren't many items inside, each one held extremely high value for her. Lin Ting remembered that in her past life she had saved up money to buy a second-hand camera, but her cousin had snatched it from her without a word as soon as he saw it.
The camera she still possessed was the one she had taken from her cousin's room during the family's visit for introductions.
Fortunately, she had been clever back then; otherwise, if she wanted to buy a camera in City A now, it would probably be quite difficult.
Lin Ting fiddled with the camera in her hand, switching it to video mode and positioning it so that the gown would be in the frame.
She knew that Lin Nian would definitely meddle with her gown just like in their past life—even though in this life Lin Nian couldn't interfere in advance, it was still wise to prepare early.
Once she was sure that the camera could capture the gown's shot, Lin Ting felt at ease and left the bedroom.
When Lin Ting went downstairs, she happened to see Lin Nian sitting on the sofa in the living room.
"Truly, heaven rewards those with determination," Lin Ting thought to herself.
She walked downstairs and deliberately spoke loudly to Mr. Chen, saying, "I won't be having dinner at home tonight."
"I'm planning to take a stroll around the nearby commercial street to get used to the environment."
"Very well, Miss Second," Mr. Chen replied respectfully.
Upon hearing that Lin Ting wouldn't be dining at home tonight, Lin Nian had already begun scheming in her mind. Lin Ting had been keeping an eye on Lin Nian's expression; when she saw that look of smug satisfaction, she knew that her bait had been taken.
As Lin Ting left, she noticed that the driver was already waiting at the door—clearly, Lin Nian had no intention of going out tonight.
As for whether her actions would anger Lin Guoqing, Lin Ting no longer cared; after all, she would leave this wretched place sooner or later.
When Lin Ting reached the commercial street, the bustling crowd immediately caught her eye.
She really enjoyed places with a lively, everyday charm, and her steps naturally became lighter.
She looked around curiously at everything, perhaps because in her past life she had always secluded herself from the outside world.
As she wandered into a jewelry store, a pair of earrings on display instantly captivated her.
They were satin ribbon earrings set with a royal blue sapphire, encircled by a ring of diamonds around the sapphire, giving them an elegant and spirited appearance.
Lin Ting was instantly smitten. She glanced at the price—ten thousand yuan.
Although she could afford it, if her plan failed, her pocket money for the month would be reduced to just ten thousand yuan.
Just as Lin Ting hesitated, a nearby young man's eyes lit up when he saw the earrings in her hand.
"Miss, I've taken a fancy to those earrings. Would you consider selling them?" he asked politely.
Hearing someone speak to her, Lin Ting turned toward the voice.
The young man, about her age, was dressed in such a way that it was obvious he came from a wealthy family.
After a moment of thought, Lin Ting smiled and replied to him, "I'm sorry, sir, but I intend to buy these earrings."
Seeing that the gift he fancied was slipping away, Lin Le did not get angry; he simply nodded in understanding.
Before leaving, he even made sure to ask for her name—he wanted to get to know this girl whose demeanor belied her age.
"My name is Lin Ting," she replied coolly.
"Hello, I'm Lin Le." Without waiting for her to say more, Lin Le hurriedly bid her farewell.
Watching his figure gradually disappear into the crowd, Lin Ting lowered her head and mused, "Lin Le—a name so familiar."
After pondering for a moment, she couldn't recall exactly who that young man was and let the thought go.
After purchasing the royal blue sapphire earrings, Lin Ting noticed it was getting late and asked the driver to take her back to the Lin family villa.
As soon as she entered the house, she suddenly heard a scolding voice: "Lin Ting, why are you coming back so late? Where have you been!"
Hearing Lin Guoqing's reprimand, Lin Ting didn't get angry; she unhurriedly set down her bag and sat on the sofa at a leisurely pace.
Lin Nian, seeing Lin Ting being scolded by Lin Guoqing, felt an indescribable thrill.
"Sis, don't you know that we were very worried about you?" Lin Nian said in a seemingly sympathetic tone.
Lin Ting gave her a cold glance and replied in a detached tone, "Didn't I say not to call me 'sister'?"
Startled by Lin Ting's look, Lin Nian quickly composed herself and pretended to be the one being wronged in front of Lin Guoqing.
Seeing his precious daughter being mistreated, Lin Guoqing's anger deepened.
"How dare you speak to your sister like that! No wonder you were raised in the countryside—utterly unrefined," he scolded loudly in front of everyone.
Hearing the commotion from upstairs, Huang Mei hurried down.
"Countryside?" Lin Ting sneered.
"If it weren't for Lin Nian's biological mother swapping us, the person you refer to as the unrefined one from the countryside would be your precious daughter, Lin Nian!"
With that, Lin Ting no longer cared about their expressions; she grabbed her bag and headed upstairs.
At the staircase, she bumped into Huang Mei.
Huang Mei, who had intended to speak, was forced to swallow her words.
After glancing at Lin Ting, Huang Mei went straight to the tearful Lin Nian and embraced her in comfort.
Lin Ting didn't even glance back as she returned to her room.
Back in her room, Lin Ting felt that she had truly expended too much energy today. Just as she was about to head to the bathroom to wash up, the voice of Jiu Jiu sounded once again.
[Host, host, the high-heeled task has been completed. Get ready to receive your reward.]
The sound of Jiu Jiu instantly cleared Lin Ting's drowsy mind, and she hurried over to the dressing mirror to observe her changes.
Now, not only did she possess flawless, milk-like skin, but she also had a pair of enviable "manga legs."
However, her facial features were rather plain; even after makeup, she could only be considered a pretty girl at best.
Coupled with years of malnutrition, her figure resembled that of a little bean sprout, and she was only 1.6 meters tall.
"Jiu Jiu, can your system change my facial features and body shape as well?" Lin Ting asked while admiring her newly acquired manga legs in the mirror.
[Of course it can, host. Our reversal system is capable of completely transforming the host in every way.]
[Host, isn't Jiu Jiu really amazing?]
Listening to Jiu Jiu's proud and amusing tone, Lin Ting couldn't help but burst into laughter.
[Host, are you laughing at me?] Jiu Jiu asked in a purely curious manner.
"No, I just thought of something funny," Lin Ting quickly denied, not wanting to make Jiu Jiu angry.
[Oh, wait a minute.]
Lin Ting was startled, thinking to herself, "Jiu Jiu might have discovered something!"
[Host, you haven't yet told me whether I'm amazing or not.]
With a sigh of relief, Lin Ting smiled and said, "Of course you're amazing, Jiu Jiu. You are simply my greatest blessing."
Hearing this, Jiu Jiu was overjoyed and kept chattering away in her ear. Amidst Jiu Jiu's constant chatter, Lin Ting gradually fell asleep.
[Host, sweet dreams.]
After waking up from her nap, Lin Ting stared at the sun outside the window, momentarily dazed.
Suddenly, as if remembering something, she jumped out of bed immediately.
"Yesterday, while chatting with Jiu Jiu, didn't we discuss that camera matter?" she mumbled as she paused her recording.
Only after ensuring that the video contained the content she needed did her inner unease gradually dissipate.
Today was the day of the family gathering—Lin Ting remembered that the gathering was scheduled for 5 p.m., and it was only noon now, leaving five hours until the event.
Recalling the scene of arguing with Lin Guoqing yesterday, a tinge of irritation arose within her.
After changing clothes, Lin Ting prepared to go downstairs for lunch.
As soon as she reached the dining area, she saw Huang Mei and Lin Nian chatting happily at the table.
As soon as Huang Mei saw Lin Ting, she reined in her smile and awkwardly exchanged greetings, "Are you feeling unwell today for starting so late?"
"No, I was just exhausted from walking yesterday," Lin Ting replied indifferently as she took the lunch served by the servant.
Seeing Lin Ting's indifferent demeanor, Huang Mei could only silently shut her mouth.
"Mom, did you book a makeup artist from the studio to come to our home today?" Lin Nian said coquettishly, wrapping her arms around Huang Mei.
Huang Mei, seeing Lin Nian in such a little daughterly manner, felt half of her inner melancholy vanish.
"Of course I did," Huang Mei said affectionately while patting Lin Nian's head.
Suddenly, Huang Mei remembered her other daughter, and after choosing her words carefully, she said, "Listen, this afternoon a makeup artist will come to do makeup for both you and Nian Nian."
Lin Ting didn't even look up; she simply murmured softly, "Alright."
The dining table immediately fell into an awkward silence, and after finishing her lunch, Lin Ting disregarded whatever thoughts the mother and daughter might have had and headed straight upstairs.
Once back in her room, Lin Ting edited the video she had recorded earlier and sent it to her phone.
Only after finishing all that did she have the heart to check the gown that Lin Nian had tampered with.
After inspecting the gown thoroughly, she discovered a clue on the zipper at the back.
There was a loose thread at the end of the zipper—nearly imperceptible to others—that, if tugged gently, would cause the entire zipper to come apart.
"It seems Lin Nian put in quite a bit of effort, coming up with this method," Lin Ting thought as she glanced at it, then tossed the gown deep into the wardrobe.
After finishing everything, Lin Ting retrieved the dress she had prepared earlier from under the bed and put it on.
Standing in front of the dressing mirror and examining herself from head to toe, she then picked up a jewelry box from the dressing table.
Inside was precisely the pair of royal blue sapphire satin ribbon earrings that she had bought on the commercial street earlier. After putting on the earrings, Lin Ting admired herself in the mirror.
"Miss Second, the makeup artist is already waiting in the makeup room," came the servant's voice from outside the door.
Lin Ting then shouted toward the door, "Okay, I'll be down in a moment."
She remembered that the makeup room mentioned by the servant was specially arranged by Lin Guoqing and Huang Mei for Lin Nian, and its space was even larger than the bedroom she was staying in.
Relying on her memories from her past life, Lin Ting found the makeup room.
As soon as she entered, she saw Lin Nian discussing today's makeup with the makeup artist.
Lin Nian was wearing a custom gown personally designed by a renowned brand's designer—a light blue, fitted long dress that accentuated her aristocratic air.
Lin Ting had to admit that Lin Nian was indeed raised like a treasured princess in the Lin family; the aura of nobility surrounding her was not something Lin Ting could have learned growing up in the countryside.
When Lin Nian saw Lin Ting enter, she subtly glared at her.
Lin Nian had originally assumed that a wild girl raised in the countryside like Lin Ting would have terrible taste.
To her surprise, the dress Lin Nian had chosen in the store suited Lin Ting so well, and she hadn't even noticed before that Lin Ting's leg shape was so perfect.
This realization made the once-confident Lin Nian suddenly feel a sense of crisis.
"Alex, this is my sister. She wasn't well before and has just returned from the countryside," Lin Nian announced to the group, who looked on with puzzled expressions.
The makeup artist named Alex, upon hearing that Lin Ting came from the countryside, immediately showed an expression of disdain.
"Xiao Zhou, go help Miss Second with her makeup," Alex ordered in a condescending tone to a girl who looked like an intern.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhou immediately took Lin Ting to a seat. Seeing that Lin Ting was assigned to an intern for makeup, Lin Nian felt an indescribable sense of triumph.
"Miss, may I ask if there's a specific makeup style you'd like?" Xiao Zhou whispered beside Lin Ting.
Glancing at the slightly nervous Xiao Zhou, Lin Ting spoke gently, "I'll follow your lead. I trust you."
Upon hearing that this young lady—the daughter of a wealthy family—trusted an intern like her,
Xiao Zhou's face instantly flushed, and her excitement was unmistakable.
"Okay, I will do my best," Xiao Zhou said as she began to apply the makeup, buoyed by Lin Ting's trusting gaze.