From System Start: Gender Transformation 177: Chapter 177
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Beneath her delicate, upturned nose, her cherry-red lips, untouched by rouge, curled slightly upward, hinting at a trace of stubbornness. A cascade of black hair flowed down her shoulders like a waterfall, occasionally lifted by a gentle breeze, adding to her ethereal beauty. 0
 
Her figure was graceful and slender, her waist seemingly fragile enough to be grasped with a single hand. Each movement resembled that of a dancing butterfly, elegant and enchanting. She appeared as if she had fallen from the realm of fairies, exuding an otherworldly charm that evoked both admiration and an overwhelming sense of pity and affection. 0
 
He gazed at Ling Xue, a flicker of sympathy in his eyes. "Miss, why are you wandering alone?" Zhao Gang asked softly. 0
 
Ling Xue looked up, her gaze meeting Zhao Gang's, confusion evident in her eyes. "I don’t know. I woke up here; I have no idea where this place is or how to return." 0
 
Zhao Gang furrowed his brow and pondered for a moment before suggesting, "Miss, if you have nowhere to go, why not accompany me? I can offer you a place to stay." 0
 
Ling Xue was filled with uncertainty, but under the pressure of the unfamiliar environment, she reluctantly accepted his proposal. 0
 
She followed Zhao Gang to a residence that, while not comparable to modern skyscrapers, felt spacious and comfortable. However, the next words from Zhao Gang made her uneasy. "Since you have nowhere else to turn, why not consider marrying me?" 0
 
Ling Xue's eyes widened in disbelief as she replied, "What? Marry you? Why would I do that?" 0
 
Zhao Gang smiled slightly, a hint of mischief glimmering in his eyes. "You are isolated and defenseless here; marrying me would provide you with support. Moreover, I can help you find a way back home." 0
 
It was indeed an enticing offer. Ling Xue felt torn inside; she understood that Zhao Gang's protection was crucial in this strange world, but the matter of marriage required careful consideration. 0
 
"I need time to think. Can you give me some time?" Zhao Gang nodded and offered her a reassuring smile before closing the door behind him, leaving Ling Xue alone in her room to ponder. 0
 
Sitting by the window and gazing at the moonlight outside, Ling Xue was overwhelmed by an inexplicable sense of loneliness. She felt deeply confused by Zhao Gang's sudden proposal and questioned whether he truly had the ability to help her find her way back home. 0
 
Faced with her current predicament, Ling Xue fell into deep contemplation. She knew that in this environment filled with unknowns and potential dangers, she could not easily trust Zhao Gang; yet she also realized that she had no other viable options. 0
 
She needed a plan—a strategy that would help her survive in this world. After much thought, Ling Xue decided to temporarily agree to Zhao Gang's request. 0
 
She intended to stabilize the situation first and then use this time to delve deeper into understanding this unfamiliar world while searching for clues that might guide her home. 0
 
With determination, she said to Zhao Gang, "Alright, I agree. But you must keep your promise and help me find a way back." 0
 
Upon hearing Ling Xue's response, Zhao Gang smiled contentedly; satisfaction gleamed in his eyes. However, he concealed it well as he replied with grace, "Of course, I will keep my promise. We will find that way, Ling Xue." His voice carried a reassuring certainty that put her at ease. 0
 
 
Despite the lingering unease and worry in Ling Xue's heart, she knew she had to face this unfamiliar world with courage. Zhao Gang led Ling Xue deeper into the mansion, where the furnishings were rustic, exuding a subtle ancient charm. 0
 
As night fell, the moonlight spilled into the courtyard, draping the mysterious estate in a veil of silver. Ling Xue followed closely behind Zhao Gang, stepping further into the depths of the night. 0
 
 
 
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