“Dream Mom”?!

The day of drawing with Tang Yawen passed by in a flash.
When Lin Yuxuan left, she wasn’t tugged on the sleeve this time.

Yesterday, Wenwen had replayed that moment in her head over and over—cringing with shame.

Waaah… I’m so glad I held back… otherwise I would’ve grabbed Xuanxuan’s clothes again…

She felt like such a child.

Why did she still have this urge to cling to someone like a little kid?

It wasn’t entirely her fault.
Her life had always been quiet—few people came and stayed.
Living alone, she’d never had anyone to lean on, to be soft with.
So when she finally found someone who made her heart warm…
all her bottled-up emotions surged out at once.

****

As Yuxuan was about to leave, her stomach suddenly twisted.

“Must’ve been the food… I think I’m getting diarrhea…”

But when she saw Wenwen standing there—so clearly wanting to say goodbye, yet too shy to move—Yuxuan smiled gently.

Then she stepped forward and took Wenwen’s small hand in hers.

“Wenwen Teacher~ See you tomorrow~ I’ll come again. I feel like I get so much done when we work together~”

In one day, she’d finished work that would’ve taken days.

Wenwen hadn’t expected Xuanxuan to *understand* her unspoken feelings—
and even take the initiative to get closer.

Her heart was full.

She really gets me.

Yuxuan was happy too.

Because today, she’d gained two simulation attempts from Wenwen.

That made her the most rewarding person so far.

Compared to just one from lunch with Mu Yue earlier.

****

Back home, Yuxuan realized one important truth:

Even beautiful girls get the runs.

That “Hua Chang Shi” fried chicken was insanely laxative.

It hit her like a freight train.

She could barely stand.

“Ugh… I’m dying… Never again…!”

Blushing furiously, Yuxuan curled up on her bed, clutching her poor, sore bottom.

One more round and her intestines might just fall out.

Her delicate, newly-gifted body couldn’t handle this kind of abuse!

****

“Hmm… I wonder how accurate the simulator’s intel really is.
Is Mu Yue’s family debt real?”

So far, almost everything she’d done based on simulator predictions had come true.

That meant the info was mostly reliable.

But not always.
Sometimes reality diverged—her choices changed the path.

And occasionally, the simulator lied.

She’d have to learn to tell what was real.

“If Mu Yue’s family really is in trouble, I should help her launch her food channel as soon as possible.
In the simulation, we made a fortune from it.”

Just thinking about it made her happy.
Not just for the money—
but because it would help her sweet little Mu Yue.

Though in the sim, she was a cosplayer…
which wasn’t the case now.

“I should ask the class monitor about upcoming events. Maybe I can join a cosplay project soon.”

She had Dong Qian’s WeChat, so she messaged her.

No reply yet—probably hadn’t seen it.

“Whatever. Time to play the simulator. I’ve got plenty of attempts saved up.”

Yuxuan opened the system.

She had six simulation attempts left.

These weren’t just “game currency”—they were like lives.
If she failed, she could reload.

[Available Simulation Targets: Tang Yawen, Mu Yue, Toomo Ayame (Rin)]

“Wenwen’s been simulated twice already… I’m a bit tired of her route.
Let’s try little Mu Yue this time~”

Yuxuan figured it was just a game.
Switching things up was fine.

Mu Yue’s route should be easier than Wenwen’s.

But one thing stood out—
Rin was now on the list too.

“Rin’s that tall purple-haired senior, right?
I don’t know her well yet.
Better stick with Mu Yue for now.”

[Target selected: Mu Yue]
[Simulation Start]

[Remaining attempts: 5]
[Enable Challenge Mode?]

“Enable it!”

If this run went badly, the Challenge Mode reward would at least give her a safety net.
Otherwise, a failed simulation would be a total waste.

Honestly, Challenge Mode wasn’t that hard.
Her past failures had nothing to do with it.

[Challenge Mode activated]
[Random rule selection in progress…]

[Challenge Rule: “Random Life”]

[Random Life: You will begin with a completely random identity and starting scenario. Your current skills are disabled. You will be assigned a random skill set and negative traits. These skills are only usable during the simulation and will not carry over afterward.]

“What?! A completely unknown world? And I can’t use my own skills?!”

[System initializing random birth point…]
[System assigning random skill set…]

[Your skill set:
– Greed
– Ruthless
– Singing – Level 2
– Basic Agent Training
– The Actor’s Art]

Yuxuan scanned the unfamiliar skills one by one.

[Greed: “What I want, I *will* have!” Your obsession is intense. Once you fixate on something, you’ll stop at nothing to get it.]

[Ruthless: You’re a master of schemes and manipulation. Any method—no matter how dirty—is acceptable if it gets results.]

[Singing – Level 2: “Your voice is so beautiful~ Like heaven itself~” Your singing has a soul-piercing, hypnotic charm.]

[Basic Agent Training: You possess anti-surveillance skills, exceptional memory, superior manual dexterity, and strong intelligence-gathering abilities.]

“Okay… what the hell am I supposed to do with this? This sounds like a *crime simulator*…”

[Simulation Start]

[Age 0: You are born.]

[You were born into a wealthy family. Your mother is a famous pop star. Your father is a powerful entertainment agent.]

[Your parents hold a “baby’s first choice” ceremony. Among the many items, you reach for the microphone. Your mother, the superstar, is overjoyed—she declares you’ll follow in her footsteps.]

(Now, with these randomly assigned skills…)

[You’ve been under immense pressure since birth. Your parents’ expectations weigh heavily on you.]

[Age 3: Your mother asks if you’d rather go to tutoring or play with the neighborhood kids. You choose to play. She scolds you, then forces you into tutoring anyway.]

“Classic ‘fake choice’ parenting.
Ask what I want, then ignore it.
Make me think I’m deciding, while you’ve already decided for me…”

[You’re angry inside. You think, “Old geezer, when you’re on life support, I’ll ask you if you want the plug pulled—and ignore your answer too.” But as a child, you silently submit.]

[Skill “Basic Agent Training” activates: Your memory is superhuman. You *remember this moment*.]

“Wait… huh?! Why did the skill trigger now?!”

[Age 5: While other kids are playing in the mud, you’re being drilled in reading. Thanks to your exceptional memory (Basic Agent Training), you’ve memorized over 1,000 Chinese characters, can recite the multiplication table fluently, and know over 300 English words.]

[Age 6: You’re now the neighborhood’s famous “prodigy.”]

[But you’re not happy. When you zone out, you stare out the window at the other kids playing. A red-haired woman always leads them—kind, warm, beloved by all. You admire her deeply… but you can only watch from afar.]

[Using a candy bribe, you extract intel from a child (Basic Agent Training).]

[She’s Mu Yue’s mother—lives in the apartment below yours.]

[Her personality is gentle and kind. Beloved by the entire neighborhood. The “Mom of My Dreams.”]

“Wait… huh?! ‘Mom of My Dreams’? Since when is that a thing?!”