"Should I take this as a compliment or an insult?" Chen Mo sighed and asked, "Where should we eat?"

"What time is it now?" Luo Xianxue followed up.

Chen Mo froze for a moment, picked up the phone on the table, and checked. It was only 12:30 PM.

Luo Xianxue shared his field of vision. When he felt hungry, she naturally felt it too. Rather than possessing one person, it felt like two sharing a single body—even their sensations matched.

Then Chen Mo heard Luo Xianxue’s slightly disappointed voice, "Lunchtime hasn’t come yet."

So even lunch is scheduled in your wealthy families?

Without overthinking, Chen Mo stood up, stretched lazily, and walked out of the study. He wanted to understand this place.

According to the system, he had a few hours daily to simulate this life. This was a long-term task—not something he could max out favorability in one day.

So he wasn’t rushed. With Luo Xianxue’s guidance, he got a basic grasp.

This was a slightly European-style Mansion. Outside lay a vast estate serving it. Beyond that stood a towering wall encircling everything. From afar, Chen Mo guessed it was four to five meters high.

Only one gate led out.

Luo Xianxue’s family ranked among China’s top elites. She was a true Lady of immense wealth.

Conquering a wealthy Lady? It felt like playing a galgame.

Chen Mo guessed the system simulated her current parallel world—where the Luo family dominated too. The location even existed in his reality.

Around 4 PM, Chen Mo sat on the balcony reading, munching a strawberry sandwich cookie. The sunlight felt incredibly soothing.

This comfort was worlds apart from lying in a dark hospital bed.

He was infinitely satisfied with this possessed girl. Her looks, figure, and personality perfectly matched his ideal partner.

The system really understood him—simulating such a life.

Luo Xianxue was a textbook beauty: fair-skinned, pretty, with waist-length hair. Her 1.67m height made Chen Mo—1.8m—initially uneasy. Her C+ bust sometimes tired his shoulders. But who could resist such a girl?

Glancing at the time, Chen Mo put down the book and said calmly, "I’m leaving."

"Huh?" Luo Xianxue’s voice held disappointment and panic. "Phantom Sir, you’re leaving? Won’t you stay with me?"

She clearly misunderstood. As a ghost, he’d never promised to stay.

He’d also noticed Luo Xianxue adapted to new things too easily—ruining his teasing plans.

Helplessly, Chen Mo asked, "Why think that?"

Luo Xianxue: "Because ghosts must possess someone, right? Leaving now seems odd. Or do you dislike my girl’s body?"

"Being possessed—you can only watch, do nothing. Doesn’t that bother you?"

"Not at all. I love getting full without lifting a finger. And I don’t mind strawberry cookies."

Chen Mo was speechless. "I don’t know what to say. I’m a proper ghost—no weird thoughts. If you don’t mind, I’ll return tomorrow."

"Of course I..." Luo Xianxue stopped mid-sentence. A dizziness hit her—control of her body had returned. Caught off guard, she couldn’t finish.

She clenched her small hands and slowly asked, "Phantom Sir?"

After a long wait with no reply, she confirmed he was gone. Disappointment flickered. "I wonder if he heard my last words."

Heavy darkness swallowed her again.

When the system’s timer ended, Chen Mo’s consciousness snapped back to his original body—without a trace of warning.

Lying on the hospital bed, his eyelids were too heavy to open.

Was this true awareness?

Probably not. Only the system let him think like this.

Chen Mo’s soul floated out, sighing at his bedridden self. He turned to the system screen.

[Life Simulation System]

[Host: Chen Mo]

[Status: Hanging by a thread]

[Current Task: Complete first life simulation, restore body]

[Remaining Life Countdown: 7 days]

[Available Life: Luo Xianxue]

Chen Mo focused on the option. The screen flickered, text shifting.

[Current Life: Luo Xianxue]

[Task: Reach 80+ favorability with Luo Xianxue]

[Current Favorability: 67 (Friendly)]

[Status: Calm]

[Today’s Time Left: 0]

[Next Simulation: Tomorrow 8 AM, 5 hours daily]

"67 favorability seems easy. But beginnings are tough—or maybe it’s a newbie perk. After all, a dead host wouldn’t help." Chen Mo murmured, then floated boredly to the next room to watch news with an old patient.

"System, what if she falls for me during this?"

[Host, rest assured. This life is simulated. Maxing her favorability won’t affect your reality in the slightest.]

Relief washed over Chen Mo. She was nice, but it was just a first impression. Romance wasn’t his priority—recovering to stop burdening his family was.

The day passed quickly, though torturous for a soul-bound Chen Mo.

Early next morning, he considered simulating Luo Xianxue’s life. But time flowed normally there—early hours might be busy.

His personality differed from hers. Better to understand before facing people in the Mansion.

He decided to wait until 11 AM like yesterday—then he could eat and feel food filling his stomach.

At 11 AM sharp, just as Chen Mo prepared to simulate, his hospital door opened. A middle-aged woman entered, her face etched with worry.

Chen Mo’s mother, Xu Mei.

Seeing her, he halted his plan. Every day, Mom Chen visited. She did little—just chatted about family news, as if he could hear.

He could hear now, but she didn’t know.

She pulled a small stool beside his bed, held his hand, and began her usual chatter.

"Son, your dad did something amazing yesterday. On his way home, an old man slipped into the river. After last week’s downpour, the current was fierce. His companions couldn’t swim. At the critical moment, Old Chen jumped in and saved him. Honestly, that current was so strong—I feared he wouldn’t make it out alive."

"And that old man looked seventy or eighty. Your sister and I worried sick, scared something might go wrong!"

"Thankfully, heaven blessed us—he rescued him. Old Chen caught a cold these past days and couldn’t visit you. But now, the reward came. Guess who that old man is?"

"He’s actually the CEO of a big Beijing company. What was his name? Luo something—I forgot. Anyway, your dad quit his old job to drive for him. He earns tens of thousands monthly plus bonuses. In your young folks’ words—it’s awesome!"