Special Agent’s Rebirth: The Almighty Goddess of Quick Transmigration - Chapter 181

“Shaohua, did you hear what I said?” Lü Xiang looked at her daughter, who was clearly lost in thought, feeling both annoyed and amused.

Ye Shaohua finally lifted her head and nodded at her mother in this world. “I heard you.”

The original host had always held a high status and possessed remarkable abilities. Arrogant and sharp-tongued in her youth, she carried an air of superiority, even when looking at others.

But now, though her face remained the same, Lü Xiang felt something was different.

Her eyes, in particular, seemed much clearer than before. For the first time, Lü Xiang thought that when her daughter was serious, even those so-called international superstars couldn’t compare.

Yet, as she kept looking, she couldn’t help but sigh.

The planet Mo had long been plagued by the Zerg, their safe zones shrinking again and again. The planet’s military had negotiated numerous agreements with the Zerg, but to little avail—only losing many expensive mechs in the process.

Then, at this critical moment, the youngest son of the An family, An Tingyun, emerged. In his very first battle, he achieved an unprecedented victory, buying the people of Mo a much-needed respite. With that single battle, he rose to fame.

Coupled with a face that rivaled the planet’s most popular male celebrities, An Tingyun became an overnight sensation. Even the biggest stars on Mo couldn’t match half his popularity.

His social account on the Star Network had no followings and only one system-generated post, yet it received tens of thousands of comments daily, with fans begging to marry him.

Everyone wondered what kind of woman could possibly be worthy of General An.

Yet no one expected the king to drop a bombshell: he arranged for Ye Shaohua to marry An Tingyun.

The Lü family had once been a leading aristocratic family on Mo, but after a century, they were no longer as glorious as before—especially after An Tingyun’s rise.

To secure An Tingyun’s loyalty, the king arranged for his sister’s daughter, Ye Shaohua, to marry him. Since the king only had two sons, this was his last resort.

Ye Shaohua herself wasn’t lacking—with B-grade psychic power and B-grade physical fitness, she could’ve even joined the mech division.

Compared to ordinary people, she was practically a prodigy.

Unfortunately, the man she was marrying was the number one marshal in the star system. Everyone felt like a fresh flower had been shoved onto a pile of manure.

When the news broke, countless young men and women reportedly cried that day.

So now, the entire Star Network was waiting for her to divorce. Someone even created an account called: [Has General An Divorced Ye Shaohua Today?]

It already had millions of followers.

If you really thought about it, she was unworthy of the radiant General An.

Even An Tingyun’s parents felt their son had been wronged, though they never openly said so. Being forced into a marriage with Ye Shaohua wasn’t exactly something to celebrate.

Thinking of this, Lü Xiang’s heart grew heavier.

She knew her daughter wasn’t happy in the An family. Otherwise, why would she have gotten drunk, caused a scene, and been taken to the detention center—with no one from the An family coming to pick her up? In the end, it was the detention center staff who contacted her, the mother.

As the two left the interstellar detention center, Ye Shaohua’s eyes lit up at the sight of the hovercar in front of her.

This was an extremely advanced world. Ancient vehicles like cars were nearly extinct, existing only on abandoned, forgotten planets. On Mo, everyone traveled by hovercar.

This civilization was centuries ahead of modern society.

In her original world, Ye Shaohua had always wanted to tinker with aircraft and similar technology. Unfortunately, as a mere human with limited time, she never got the chance to study them—though she had helped develop many flight systems.

Thinking of her original world, Ye Shaohua pressed her lips together.

Lü Xiang’s driver tapped the screen, activating the hovercar’s autopilot, then glanced curiously at Ye Shaohua. Why did the young mistress seem like she was riding a hovercar for the first time?

When they arrived at the An residence, Lü Xiang initially wanted to accompany Ye Shaohua inside for a while. But just then, her optical computer projected a message onto her electronic communicator.

Reading it, the joy in Lü Xiang’s expression vanished.

“Shaohua, stay at the An family’s place and behave.” She forced a relaxed tone in front of her daughter. “Mom has some matters to attend to.”

With that, she turned and boarded the hovercar. The moment the door closed, her face darkened.

“Contact Ye En.”

Standing at the gates of the An residence, Ye Shaohua watched Lü Xiang’s hovercar vanish into the distance. Though her mother hadn’t said anything, she knew—Lü Xiang must have just learned about Ye Junhui’s S-grade psychic power.

“Welcome home, Madam.” The An family’s AI robot opened the gates.

Though the outside world was still brightly lit, it was already past 8 PM, and the An family had all returned home.

Madam An had been notified by the AI robot of Ye Shaohua’s arrival and came downstairs early. The moment Ye Shaohua stepped inside, the heavy stench of alcohol hit her before she even got close.

Madam An’s chest heaved with anger. “I don’t know what bad habits you picked up in the Ye family, but now that you’ve married into the An family, you’ll abide by our rules! Do you have any idea how much trouble you’ve caused Tingyun by getting yourself thrown into detention? If you don’t want to be part of the An family, there are plenty of others who’d kill for the chance!”

For generations, the An family had prided itself on discipline. Never before had someone like Ye Shaohua appeared.

Not only had she drunkenly caused a scene and become a laughingstock, but her detention had also been leaked on the Star Network. Now, countless people were mocking her and An Tingyun.

Originally, Madam An had thought Ye Shaohua’s status made her a decent match for her son—that a noble-born young lady would naturally be better than most. Who knew she’d turn out to be so arrogant despite having no real skills?

No wonder Ye Shaohua had such a poor reputation.

“Enough.” An’s father finally spoke up, no longer acting like a wooden post. Given Ye Shaohua’s status, no other young lady on Mo could surpass her. “Shaohua must be exhausted after spending hours in detention. Let her rest in her room first.”

Following the original host’s behavior, Ye Shaohua cast a cool glance at the two of them and gave a perfunctory greeting. The dismissiveness only deepened the displeasure in Madam An’s eyes.

Yet the moment she turned away, a sharp glint flashed in Ye Shaohua’s gaze.