Prophetic abilities?

Of course!

Xia Xiaolan’s foresight was indeed a form of prophecy.

She knew which businesses would prosper.

She knew how national policies would change.

She knew which areas would develop well. She didn’t need to remember everything that happened in her previous life or memorize everyone’s life stories. She didn’t need to curry favor in advance. Just by understanding the pulse of the era, she could ride the wave of time and soar!

This kind of foresight from living an extra life was more terrifying than the ability to directly predict specific events.

As for Xia Ziyu’s case, it wasn’t prophetic ability either.

The puzzle pieces were coming together.

The strange aspects of Xia Ziyu that Xia Xiaolan had noticed before suddenly made sense. Combined with her own unique experience, she could confirm Xia Ziyu’s situation—the other person must have been reborn just like her!

Looking at Xia Ziyu through the lens of a “reborn person” made everything normal.

Average grades in childhood, then suddenly “enlightened” in middle school.

Changed her name from the rustic Xia Chunhua to the refined “Xia Ziyu.”

Knowing how difficult the Xia family would be, she needed to get into university to escape her rural family. She encouraged her mother Zhang Cui to accompany her studies in the county town, starting from a small food stall and eventually opening a restaurant. These steady steps followed the template of reborn protagonists that President Xia had heard about.

Xia Xiaolan’s memories flowed backward:

She never had time to read rebirth novels herself, but there was a lively young girl in her department who loved them, always clutching her phone during work hours. Xia Xiaolan had caught her several times.

She wasn’t the King of Hell, and the young girl’s work capability was decent. Recently obsessed with novels, she’d become a bit slack at work. As a good leader, she naturally needed to have a heart-to-heart talk first.

Perhaps she appeared too approachable then, as the young girl made her a confidante.

Excited, she explained to her the charm of web novels, especially the popular “rebirth novels” which had overtaken the previously trending “transmigration novels” to become the most sought-after genre.

“President Xia, do you know why rebirth novels are so popular?”

“No, I don’t.”

“Because they can make up for regrets! Everyone has regrets. Some people didn’t study hard in school and couldn’t find good jobs after graduation. Some missed opportunities to get rich. Some separated from their loved ones because they had no money. If life could start over and avoid these regrets… I want such a chance to be reborn!”

That girl’s expression was quite dreamy then.

Xia Xiaolan had so many criticisms to make.

A failed life could be perfected just by living it over again.

Rather than having such fantasies, why not cherish the present? After working for so many years, still complaining about not studying hard enough in school and not finding a good job? Nonsense! Education might be a stepping stone, but in this society, weren’t there people who could barely read yet managed to succeed through their efforts? In the end, it’s about the present. Success is watered by sweat, not empty fantasies!

Xia Xiaolan couldn’t find common ground with the young girl, who kept summarizing various modes of rebirth novels, giving Xia Xiaolan a headache.

Young people these days are too gullible!

Someone who lived a whole life achieving nothing and failing everywhere could suddenly become invincible just by being reborn?

A housewife could transform into a business tycoon… impressive, too impressive.

Xia Xiaolan didn’t say much then, just advised the girl to wake up from her fantasy world and focus on work before developing her reading hobby. But the other party didn’t seem to take it to heart. After observing for a while longer and seeing no improvement in her performance, Xia Xiaolan showed no mercy and transferred her to another department.

Better not keep her under her own eyes to avoid irritation.

President Xia didn’t believe in those unscientific fantasy novels but later got slapped in the face. After one sleep, everything she had fought for over 20 years vanished, and she was thrown back to the starting point with an almost completely useless character.

Hah.

Was rebirth beautiful?

Without her mother, her uncle, without Zhou Cheng… beautiful my foot!

With this damn foresight, she still had to work like a dog, couldn’t even get a high-level VIP membership at a club. Xia Xiaolan wanted to have a chat with that young girl from before.

Hey, wasn’t rebirth supposed to come with cheat codes?

Why couldn’t she be as excellent as those housewives who’d never worked a day in their lives?

According to Rebirth’s novel patterns, from 1984 until now, almost four years have passed—she should have expanded beyond Asia and been competing with world-class capital tycoons by now.

But what happened?

Even an American architect thought she was a pushover, someone he could bully.

Following rebirth novel logic, even if she wanted to persist in the architecture industry, she should have acquired world-class architectural firms by now, grinding Mond Dawson into the ground—

So, in the end, someone like her who believed in solving current problems in the present life and working hard for what she wanted wasn’t a “rebirth god’s” favorite daughter.

The “rebirth god” favored types like Xia Ziyu.

Xia Xiaolan would bet her most precious asset—her brain—that Xia Ziyu was a standard rebirth novel protagonist!

She fit perfectly into the rebirth template.

Where were we just now?

Oh yes, suddenly excelling in studies, changing her name, encouraging parents to become private business owners, then preemptively snatching her cousin’s future successful man. Her career and love life progressed simultaneously. The stolen man turned out even better, loved her madly, all her regrets from the previous life were compensated for, then she bore twins for the stolen male lead, and lived an enviably happy life thereafter… uh, isn’t that how that young girl described it?

President Xia herself was reborn into someone else’s body.

She guessed Xia Ziyu must have been reborn into the teenage ‘Xia Chunhua’s’ body, changed her name, but remained the same person inside.

So she knew the Xia family inside out. A teenage girl controlling even someone like Grandmother Xia, making the Xia family concentrate their resources on her education.

Wang Jianhua, according to his original destiny, first got into university, then the Wang family was successfully rehabilitated. Wang Jianhua had a high starting point and should have fought his way to a decent future… if following his original destiny! But Xia Ziyu snatched him away, interfered with Wang Jianhua’s life, and everything changed.

Xia Ziyu’s fluctuating intelligence could also be explained.

This type of regret-compensating reborn female lead hadn’t done well in their previous life. If they had done well, who would lower themselves to rely on pleasing men to rise? Damn it, even without men, casually catching a few opportunities would make them successful wealthy women in the 80s—would they worry about not finding good men in the future?

Because she hadn’t done well, from her perspective, Wang Jianhua was already the most promising person she could encounter.

Why let her cousin have him? Good men were prepared for the reborn ones, better snatch him first.

As for the cousin whose destiny was interfered with, rather than not caring and worrying about the cousin potentially having other opportunities to turn things around, better destroy her completely to sleep soundly at night.

Great! How wonderful!!

Xia Xiaolan’s expression was so spectacular that it scared Du Zhaohui into shrinking his neck.

—It was Xia Ziyu who stirred up trouble, why did he have to face this?

—Right, Xia Xiaolan hadn’t answered him yet, whether she believed in ‘prophetic’ abilities or not!