The evening before the School Anniversary.
The sky was caught between light and dark, and the city lights had just begun to glow.
Yu Qing had been running around all day, doing whatever preparations he could for the storm that was coming tomorrow.
Just as he was almost finished, he suddenly received a message from Mei Xue.
The message from Mei Xue still came to Yu Qing’s account.
“Sigh, Mei Xue, Mei Xue, can’t you just be a little dumber?”
Yu Qing sighed and thought helplessly.
Now, it seemed that Mei Xue was already certain that she and Yu Qing had a close relationship.
All messages were sent through Yu Qing’s account, without the slightest worry about whether this ‘Impostor Fu Yi’ could receive them.
“Why send a message at this time? And even ask to meet me?”
Looking at the message, Yu Qing frowned slightly.
Logically, at this stage, Yu Qing shouldn’t be causing more trouble, let alone going to a place that looked like a trap Mei Xue set for her.
But…
It was precisely because it was at such a critical moment, a time when any normal person would choose self-preservation, that everyone would assume she wouldn’t go.
Yet Mei Xue, going against expectations, sent such a message.
With her personality, would she really do something so foolish?
“…”
Hey, it’s really hard to say!
Yu Qing thought carefully and realized that most of what Mei Xue had done lately was hardly something a normal person would do.
Just thinking about being dragged by Mei Xue to dance for some inexplicable reason made Yu Qing almost laugh out of exasperation.
Not to mention how, just a few days ago, Mei Xue even specifically called a ride-share just to say some mysterious words to her, then handed over a pile of questionable weaknesses about Fu Mingxuan, and finally tried to recruit her as an accomplice.
It all felt like a mess of smoke and mirrors, but there was probably a hidden trick inside.
Still, Yu Qing wasn’t particularly worried about Mei Xue setting a trap for her now.
Setting up a banquet for me?
Then, what if I pulled a major transformation right there—how would you handle it?
Scanning a Shared E-bike by the roadside, Yu Qing rode toward the Southeast Corner of the School.
Inside the School, there was an Artificial Hill—not very tall, about twenty meters or so.
Stone paths wound up the hill, with pavilions and trees standing tall and dense.
At night, all kinds of little lights would come on, creating a warm and beautiful atmosphere.
Since the founding of the School, this Artificial Hill had been a popular spot for couples seeking excitement in the night.
Later, as the School was further developed, more stone benches and tables were added, gradually attracting students who enjoyed a peaceful study environment.
But that wasn’t the point.
The real reason Yu Qing came here was simple: the School hadn’t installed Surveillance Cameras inside this hill.
Or rather, not exactly.
Because the Artificial Hill had only one entrance and exit, surrounded by fence walls, the School had a clever idea—they only installed a Surveillance Camera at the entrance.
It was effective and saved money.
This way, although they could record who came and went each day, they couldn’t see what actually happened inside the hill.
Yu Qing parked the Shared E-bike by the roadside and blended into the evening crowd heading into the Artificial Hill, lowering the brim of his hat and moving inconspicuously toward the Temporary Restroom inside the hill.
After confirming no one was around, Yu Qing locked the door of a stall and, with practiced motions, took off his clothes, revealing a body that had exited Transformation State but had completely turned into Mei Xue’s form.
That’s right.
At this moment, Yu Qing was no longer maintaining Transformation State and was using her Original Body.
Originally, Yu Qing thought it would take one or two more times before the Transformation was complete, but unexpectedly, the moment she exited Transformation State today, the Black Pearl in her hand immediately dissolved into powder and merged into her body.
She had to accept one fact: her Original Body had now completely become Mei Xue’s appearance.
Yu Qing couldn’t tell whether she was happy or anxious.
Becoming Mei Xue completely meant she had parted ways with everything that belonged to Yu Qing.
She had considered using a camera to take a photo of her original appearance, then turning it into a Black Pearl as a backup for emergencies.
But in the end, Yu Qing didn’t do it.
She found she no longer wanted—or rather, was unwilling—to return to that useless life.
As for her former relationships, she would find a way to explain.
There were always more solutions than difficulties.
And everything Yu Qing was doing now was driven by the goal of taking over Mei Xue’s life.
If she gave up on that, she truly wouldn’t know what else she could do.
She took the Iron Box out of her Backpack, entered the password, opened it, and took out the Black Pearl inside, holding it in her hand.
The cold touch of the Black Pearl in her palm was soon replaced by a different kind of warmth.
At that moment, Yu Qing felt as if some invisible force had condensed around her, forming a pair of giant hands that mercilessly kneaded and reshaped her body.
The strange sensation made Yu Qing let out a soft, pleasurable hum.
It wasn’t pain, but a soreness and numbness in her bones and muscles as they were forcibly compressed and adjusted.
When the odd feeling finally faded, Yu Qing looked down at the hand holding the Black Pearl.
Unlike the white, soft fingers of Mei Xue, her own now seemed longer and more elegant.
The skin hadn’t changed much—still delicate and fair with a gentle luster—but lacked the paleness from Mei Xue’s chronic lack of sleep, making it look healthy and smooth.
The lines of her arms and waist had also changed.
The youthful sharpness that belonged to Fu Yi had disappeared completely, replaced by the graceful curves of a mature woman.
Of course, that wasn’t the biggest change.
“So big… Two sizes bigger than Mei Xue’s… And so sensitive… Mmm! Ngh!”
Yu Qing’s face turned red as she gently stroked the ample peaks on her chest.
The sensitivity unique to a married woman made her whole body heat up strangely.
A little pressure from her white, delicate hand sent a jolt through her, filling her with a comfort that made her moan.
Heavens!
This amazing sensation almost made her collapse to the ground!
“A body this comfortable is just too unfair!”
Yu Qing was completely shocked.
A mature, seductive voice slipped from her lips, and the gentleness unique to Wen Wan now carried a hint of charm.
At that moment, if anyone burst through the restroom door, they might witness a scene so dazzling they’d have no regrets in life.
The price, of course, would be several years in prison.
Eighteen years later, they’d be a hero again!
“No, Miss Wen Wan’s body is way too sensitive. I can’t transform again in the future!”
A cold wind blew.
Yu Qing, utterly naked, shivered all over.
The heat in her mind was extinguished in an instant.
Her cheeks flushed, she muttered in embarrassment.
“To think someone with such an unfair body wears a tight Qipao every day and still acts so elegant… Miss Wen Wan really isn’t an ordinary person.”
Yu Qing grumbled as she quickly took a Classical Ink Style Qipao out of her Backpack.
White Ink as the base, Black Ink Carving, Evergreen Pine and Emerald Jade vividly brought to life on the robe.
The Qipao’s hem was long, reaching the calves, and the slit wasn’t high, coming to mid-thigh—seductive but not vulgar, impossible to look away from.
Earlier, Yu Qing had taken the chance to deliver clothing to Wen Wan as a thank-you, and had even managed to get the exact size and three measurements.
In the past, Yu Qing wouldn’t have even dreamed of doing such a thing.
If she hadn’t become Mei Xue, she would have been considered a total pervert.
Yu Qing felt a little emotional as she continued, pulling out lingerie bought according to Wen Wan’s measurements.
Unlike the Qipao’s elegance, the lingerie was very sexy—a white, semi-cup, sheer type, revealing a plump northern hemisphere when worn.
Come to think of it, Yu Qing had seen southern hemisphere-exposing types too, but reviews said they weren’t secure and sagged easily, so she gave up on those.
Skilled in putting on the lingerie, Yu Qing then took out a twenty-centimeter square Mirror Wall from her Backpack.
She gazed at the mature, alluring beauty reflected within, admiring herself for a long time before finally putting on the Qipao, suppressing her aura, and attempting to emulate Wen Wan’s gentle grace.
Looking at the reflection that was nearly indistinguishable from Miss Wen Wan, Yu Qing finally nodded in satisfaction.
She put on Stockings and Black Strappy High Heels, used a Hairpin to twist her hair up into a bun, and after making sure everything was perfect, gracefully walked out of…
Uh… the public restroom.
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