Chapter 1: The Return of the Young Mistress

"Bang--"

From within the house of blue bricks and red tiles, a dark-skinned middle-aged woman steps out, casually tosses down the dusty old backpack in her hand, and grumbles out loud.

"It's midday already and still no one is here, did they forget about you?"

"Talking about how rich they are at home? Haven't seen a dime sent over all these years!"

"Were it not for that old coot threatening with his life, insisting you stay, I would've kicked you out long ago..."

"Ouch...!"

Before Aunt Zhao's words could fall, a stone flew from somewhere and landed heavily in her mouth.

Subsequently, the girl in the corner slowly raises her head.

The girl, in her clean, plain long dress, is tall and slender. Under her curled, thick eyelashes, her clear bright eyes lazily rotate—her pretty and delicate face is as big as a palm.

She's as charming as rouge, her bright eyes sparkling, her mannerism... Definitely not like a child growing up in the countryside.

Si Jiuyin, eighteen years old.

At the age of thirteen, she nearly caused a death due to injury, and was diagnosed with severe schizophrenia.

She was sent to a foster home in the countryside for treatment by her family.

Until yesterday, the so-called family members came to take her home.

"When I first arrived, I had brought a sum of money, which was taken by you all. This house was built by granny, and she had left a will, stating it should be given to me..."

Si Jiuyin leaned against the wall, lightly touching her lips as she spoke, her face expressionless.

Upon her words, a flicker of panic flashed across Aunt Zhao's eyes, raising her voice, "Money? What money? Who has seen it?"

"You ungrateful wretch, living off our house and our wealth, and now you want a share of the property too?"

"Enough!"

Amid Aunt Zhao's incessant chatter, the middle-aged man squatting by the door couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up, walked over to Si Jiuyin, picked up the bag and handed her, "You've suffered following us."

"What did she suffer?!" Aunt Zhao pinched her husband's arm harshly, her voice shrill, "Once her family arrives, remember to request living expenses. We can't have raised her all these years for free."

"Drip-drip--"

As her words faded, the sound of a car engine turning off came from the entrance.

Aunt Zhao immediately rushed out with enthusiasm. However, seeing the dilapidated, dirty black car parked in the courtyard, her expression fell instantly.

That did not look like a rich man's car...

After surveilling for a whole morning, was this all there was?!

What bad luck!

"I'm going to get the money..."

Aunt Zhao began to roll up her sleeves, intending to move forward, but she was held back by her husband, "What money are you talking about? Do you forget how much money this child brought when she first came here? And this house, it was Jiuyin who earned the money for its renovation..."

"You're shamelessly seizing the house and bullying JiuYin, aren't you afraid that mother will rise from her coffin to set you straight?"

People in the village believe deeply in ghosts and gods.

Upon hearing this, Auntie Zhao was taken aback.

Si JiuYin tugged at the corner of her mouth, seemingly used to it, calmly slung her bag on her shoulder and walked out.

She didn't have many belongings. She was left with just a bag after being deliberately made difficulties by Auntie Zhao while packing.

Just as she stepped out of the door, a childish voice momentarily came to her ear.

"Sis…"

There was a slight tremor in Si JiuYin’s eyes. She looked up and saw a boy of five or six holding a bunch of snacks running stumblingly towards her.

"Take these to eat on the road. You must come back to see me, Sis."

The moment he finished speaking, Auntie Zhao yanked him away, jabbing her finger ruthily on his forehead, “You little ingrate, you’ll support her if she comes back?”

“I will, I will support Sis! I don’t want Sis to go…”

Si JiuYin just glanced at the child, his face covered in snot and tears, then reached into her bag and got a beautiful agate pendant. She gently put it around his neck.

Then, without looking back, she walked away.

At this moment,

The driver had already got out of the car, all covered with dust. While wiping the sweat off his forehead with a tissue, he was looking around, a look of distaste on his face.

What a tough task to find a place in the midst of dastardly mountains and dreadful rivers!

On the way, our car broke down. We managed to find a shabby little vehicle that barely carried us to the destination.

"Let's go."

Upon hearing the voice, the driver instinctively turned around. He saw a girl slowly approaching him. His movements of wiping sweat came to an abrupt halt.

Could she be the one Master Bo is looking for?

Isn't she a bit too young?

The driver was stupefied and before he could say anything, the girl casually opened the door and tossed her backpack inside.

"...Huh?" The driver paused for a moment, perplexed.

"Aren't you here to take me to Kyoto?"

Sijiuyin gave him a glance, opened the door and got into the back seat. After fastening the seat belt, she slightly closed her eyes, "There will be a thunderstorm in half an hour. If we don't leave now, we will be stuck on the mountain."

Kyoto?

Right, it's Kyoto!

The driver scratched his head. Could the legendary "divine doctor" be so young?

Could this be a quack from the streets?!

Thinking about the meeting place agreed upon with the "divine doctor" and worrying about the thunderstorm disrupting plans, the driver didn't waste any more words. He started the car and sped away.

The car completely disappeared from view, and a middle-aged man with a full beard and a medical bag hurried over, breathing heavily. "Where are the people who came to pick me up? Are they gone?"

Aunt Zhao glanced at him, picking her crying son, and snorted coldly, "Let's go home, stay away from this fraudster of the pugilistic world!"

He prides himself as a "miracle doctor" every day, but everything he treats ends up dead.

Now, I heard that another big fool has sought him out?

Just as the two of them were about to step out the door, there was a sudden "creak" sound above their heads.

The next second, the horizontal beam of the roof fell down without any warning, heavily hitting Aunt Zhao and her son.

"Ah--"

The son was without a scratch, but Aunt Zhao's leg was fractured on the spot.

...

Under the scorching sun, light rain was continuous.

The sedan raced along the highway, where the wind was both damp and hot.

The driver, Nine-Sound, took a short rest and when she opened her eyes, she picked up a tablet from the compartment of her backpack.

As soon as she turned on the device, people were going crazy in a group chat named "Love and Harmony". They were all pinging her.

Handsome Six: @Nine, boss, someone is privately asking about your identity, wanting you to treat a dying old lady, do you want to take this job?

Handsome Six: @Nine, damn boss, someone is impersonating you and taking our jobs, should we intercept them?

Si Jiuyin gave a simple glance: Not accepting!

Shuai Liu: @Nine, Ahhh, boss, it's ten million, are you sure you're not accepting?

Nine: Are you short of money?

Shuai Liu: @Nine..... Boss, won't you reconsider, that's seven zeros.....

Shuai Liu: @Nine, Boss?

[“Shuai Liu” was removed from the group chat by the group owner]

The rest of the people: "...."

A streak of impatience flashed in Si Jiuyin's eyes. He turned off the internet, threw his tablet into his bag, and gazed out of the window.

The weather was as gloomy when he set off.

But Si Jiuyin is no longer the Si Jiuyin of the past.

The driver in the front seat stealthily glanced in the rearview mirror, and saw Si Jiuyin with his knees together and arms wrapped around them, sitting in a well-behaved manner.

A cool breeze blew, brushing against the girl's soft long hair. Under the hazy glance, it made her exquisite face even more breathtaking.

Are all the divine doctors in the deep mountains so enigmatic and extraordinary?

He drifted off into a nap.

After feeling the violent shaking of the sedan, the car suddenly stopped.

The girl's lips tightened, slowly opening her eyes, her gaze cold and frightening.

"Miss Divine Healer, we have arrived!"

The driver stepped out of the car, taking the initiative to open the door for her.

Si Jiuyin frowned and glanced over, casually asking, "Who?" ***

【Reading Guide】

①Aloof and proud young miss VS Dark and obsessive handsome tyrant.

②Fast-paced, sweet, and refreshing story, with global elites taking turns to join the fray, wholeheartedly doting on the female lead.

③1V1 relationship, physically and emotionally cleansed, the male lead is a relentless and headstrong lover, protecting his wife without limit.

④Updating four thousand words daily, with additional updates at unspecified times.