Rebirth: She Became a Beautiful and Cool Bigshot

Aside from a slightly broad waist, the rest of the clothes fitted well, but Fu Song's hair was too short, creating an oddly unique aesthetic.

Meng Chuyue chuckled and quickly brought out the wig she had readied beforehand.

There were plenty of high-quality wigs in her storage, all of which she had bought specifically to match her clothes in her previous life.

The wigs were adjustable in size, and the one she selected for Fu Song was a shoulder-length, soft, and shiny bob that transformed him into a beautiful girl in an instant.

Of course, this was only at a glance. Upon closer inspection, one might still doubt his gender.

But that didn't matter because Meng Chuyue's storage was full of cosmetics like lipstick and eyebrow pencils, which could be used to create an undeniable pretty little girl image for Fu Song.

Five minutes later, the transformation was complete.

Meng Chuyue took out a small mirror from a cloth bag and handed it to Fu Song, "Take a look, can anyone recognize you like this?"

Fu Song saw in the mirror a girl with thick eyebrows, big eyes, cherry lips, and a tender little face, stunningly beautiful and beyond belief.

However, he had to admit that in this guise, not to mention others, even Fu Peng would fail to recognize him.

Meng Chuyue walked around Fu Song a few times, took back the mirror, and handed him a pair of clean socks and shoes along with ten yuan in change: "Put on your shoes and socks first, then we will go to separate places to eat. If you don't like noodles, you can have a dish stir-fried for you."

Fu Song only took two yuan, "I like noodles, I'll just have a bowl of noodles."

Meng Chuyue didn't insist.

After watching Fu Song walk away, she packed up the clothes and shoes he had changed out of and slipped into the bookstore opposite the noodle shop, intending to kill time inside.

Unexpectedly, she ran into Wu Yuanchun there.

Wu Yuanchun was a junior high school classmate of hers and Meng Jingfen.

However, while Meng Jingfen went on to high school, Meng Chuyue dropped out due to a stomach upset on the day of the middle school exams.

Wu Yuanchun, whose father had been seriously ill for years and coming from a poor family, didn't even take the middle school exams and started taking over the farming work after getting his junior high school diploma.

Before tonight in her previous life, Meng Chuyue didn't have any particular liking or disliking for Wu Yuanchun.

But now, seeing him made her blood boil, and she lowered her head and pretended not to see him, walking around him.

She thus missed the fervent excitement in Wu Yuanchun's eyes when he saw her.

Wu Yuanchun really wanted to talk to the girl he loved but seeing her act so "shy," and thinking he could confess his love that night, he suppressed his eagerness and hurried off.

...

Meng Chuyue spent a while in the bookstore, then seeing Fu Song wandering in front of the noodle shop, she crooked her finger at him, signaling her to come over and read some books.

As long as they didn't talk, nobody in the bookstore would suspect them of being accomplices.

They stayed in the bookstore until it closed at six, then left with the other readers who had been browsing through books without buying.

Before leaving, Meng Chuyue bought Fu Song a picture book to entertain him for the train ride the day after tomorrow.

It was past six, indicating that her "conspiracy" could officially begin.

Meng Chuyue led Fu Song to a secluded place with some excitement and handed him a letter and a brand-new one-yuan note: "Xiao Song, you must personally deliver this letter to Zhao Aihua, and run away immediately without waiting for him to read it. Do not let him catch you.

If he does catch you, don't panic, I will certainly save you.

Remember, you must not let him see through your true identity, just say the letter was given to you by a stranger to pass on, and that you were given one yuan for your troubles."

Fu Song nodded, "I understand, I will make sure to plan my escape route before I hand over the letter."

"Mm, definitely don't panic, and if Zhao Aihua has many people around him and you think you can't escape, then call off the action."

Although it would be regrettable to cancel the operation, she couldn't afford to leave Fu Song, the poor little thing, with a safety hazard.