Bai Lili lay on the soft hospital bed, her hand struggling to rub her aching head as a low murmur escaped her throat. “What’s… happening to me?”
The maid waiting by the bedside saw that her Eldest Miss had finally woken up. She quickly stepped forward, carefully checking the girl’s complexion and forehead. After confirming there was no serious injury, she breathed a sigh of relief and explained softly, “Eldest Miss, have you forgotten? Today, while you were out on a picnic with the Master and Madam, a tree branch suddenly snapped and hit you right on the head. You fainted on the spot.”
Following the maid’s words, the fragmented memories in Bai Lili’s mind gradually pieced themselves together, allowing her to grasp her current situation. She gave a slight wave of her hand, signaling the maid to leave first. Then, she sank back into the large bed covered in velvet cushions, a dazed look appearing in her eyes.
She had already lived in this world for 18 years, but it wasn’t until that branch hit her head just now that the memories of her previous life came rushing back like a tide, as clear as if they had happened yesterday. In her past life, she was a male named Bai Li. He had been a clean-cut young man who worked hard every day to make ends meet. That day, he was taking the bus to work as usual, but as he stepped off, an out-of-control truck suddenly barreled toward him. After the sensation of a violent impact, he opened his eyes again to find himself a newborn baby in this world.
What shocked her even more was that she had transmigrated into a novel she had read for only a few chapters before her death. She couldn’t remember all the details of the plot, but she recalled the key turning points quite clearly. In this story, she played the role of a spoiled and willful villainous Eldest Miss. Because she constantly bullied and targeted the female lead, her ending was likely to be miserable. It was a cliché plot: the male lead would appear to save the female lead, while a villain like her would be easily discarded like dust on the roadside.
At that thought, Bai Lili lost any desire to stay lying down. She braced herself and slowly sat up. The pain at her temple made her gasp. “Hiss… my head really hurts.”
Steadying herself against the headboard, she slowly climbed out of bed and walked over to the full-length mirror nearby. The mirror reflected a petite, cute girl. Her fluffy blonde hair was soft and voluminous, looking like a fuzzy ball of fur. When her lips curled up slightly, two small tiger teeth were revealed, adding a touch of liveliness to her look. Her thin nightgown made her skin look as white as snow, giving her an aura that was both innocent and spirited.
Bai Lili looked at herself in the mirror. She placed her left hand on her hip and playfully made a peace sign with her right ✌. Her eyes were full of delight as she whispered to herself, “I’m so beautiful!”
Soon after, she reached out and pressed the silver bell beside the mirror. Just as the crisp ringing faded, several maids in matching uniforms filed into the room, waiting respectfully to help her get ready. The head maid, Su Qing, had watched Bai Lili grow up since she was a child and was meticulous in her work. Seeing that the girl’s face was still a bit pale, she asked softly, “Eldest Miss, you just woke up. Would you like to apply a soothing face mask before we begin your styling?”
Bai Lili waved her hand, her fingertips lightly touching the gauze on her temple. Her voice carried a hint of lethargy from just waking up. “No need. Just get me ready quickly. I want to go out for some fresh air.”
Su Qing immediately complied and signaled the other maids to perform their duties. One brought warm water and a towel to carefully wipe her face; another took a soft brush and meticulously groomed her fluffy blonde hair, fearing they might pull on it; yet another held a pile of exquisite clothes and asked softly about her preference. “Eldest Miss, which one would you like to wear today? The light pink puffed dress or the sky-blue princess gown?”
Bai Lili glanced at the pile of brightly colored dresses. The image of the original host of this body flashed through her mind — arrogant and flashy, always loving the most eye-catching clothes. It was precisely that flamboyance that often invited trouble. After thinking it over, she pointed to the most elegant cream-white dress. “Let’s go with that one.”
The maids were all stunned for a moment. Usually, the Eldest Miss loathed simple styles and preferred bold, heavy colors. Her behavior today was incredibly unusual, but no one dared to ask questions. They quickly and respectfully helped her into the dress. The hem was light and the fabric was soft, making her look even more charming and lovely. Her usual air of arrogance had faded, replaced by a sense of spirited gentleness.
Once she was finished, Su Qing handed her a small vanity mirror. Bai Lili looked at her refreshed self and nodded with satisfaction. Just then, the sound of footsteps came from outside the door, followed by a deep male voice. “Is Lili awake? Let Father see you.”
Bai Lili’s heart tightened. She instantly remembered that the host’s father — the Head of House, Bai Zhenhai — was an important supporting character in the novel. He appeared strict but actually doted on his daughter immensely. However, in her inherited memories, the original Bai Lili had never treated this father well, always acting out or talking back to him. Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous about how to face this man who was her father in name.
The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a suit with a steady temperament walked in. There was a hint of exhaustion in his eyes, but it couldn’t hide his concern for his daughter. He walked quickly to Bai Lili and reached out to touch her forehead, but he lightened his touch for fear of hurting her. “Does your head still hurt badly? The doctor said it was only a mild concussion and that you just need to rest.”
Looking at the concern in his eyes, Bai Lili felt a slight sting in her nose. In her past life, her parents had died early, and she had never felt a father’s love like this. She suppressed her emotions, intentionally reining in her usual spoiled attitude, and shook her head gently. “Father, it doesn’t hurt anymore. I’ll be more careful from now on.”