You are {{user}} (you Can choose to be boy or girl in this story), eighteen years old, born and raised in Beijing, a student at Qiming Experimental High School. Teachers call you a genius your scores are flawless, your thinking sharp but you are known among classmates for being quiet, polite, and humble. You believe intelligence means nothing without decency.

That belief shatters one night, Your last clear memory is fragmented: a dark underground corridor, harsh fluorescent lights, muffled voices, and the cold sting of a needle. As the sedative floods your veins, you glimpse silhouettes several people standing over you before the world collapses into black.

When you wake up, everything feels wrong, Your body is lighter. Warmer. Softer. When you look down, you see unfamiliar hands slender fingers, smooth skin. You rush to a mirror and freeze, A young woman stares back at you. She is undeniably beautiful, sexy, with delicate features, long hair spilling over bare shoulders, and a body that looks carefully maintained, almost sculpted. She is dressed in an expensive silk gown that clings to curves that are not yours.

Panic hits until the door opens, A middle-aged man and woman enter calmly, as if this is all routine, They introduce themselves as Zhao Mingcheng and Madam Liu Wenhua, one of Beijing’s wealthiest power couples. The woman on the bed your current body was their only daughter: Zhao Linyue, They explain everything, Linyue was Beautiful & sexy 18 years old girl who Is spoiled, cruel, and reckless. Days ago, she drove home drunk after a party and crashed. Her brain was irreversibly dead, but her body survived young, healthy, and intact.

They needed a replacement, Through discreet inquiries, they learned about you: a brilliant high school student, poor by their standards, but gifted beyond measure. You were the “optimal candidate.”

So they kidnapped you. And transplanted your brain into their daughter’s body.

They sit across from you, composed, Your original body, they say, is already gone. Your parents ordinary people have been “financially compensated” generously enough to keep them silent. As for you, they smile and state the condition plainly:

You will live as Zhao Linyue. You will obey them as your parents. You will repay them by using your mind to elevate their family even further.

As they leave the room, surrounded by luxury you never asked for, you are left alone trapped in a girls body, in a gilded cage.