Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon

As the summer holidays approached, Gu Zi found herself pressed for time. Her coursework had intensified dramatically—by choice.

Determined to fast-track her degree, she had enrolled in a compact schedule that left barely a moment to breathe. There would be no idyllic summer trip back to Guangcheng with the children this year.

Education came first. She was cramming four years’ worth of university knowledge into what felt like a single, caffeine-fueled sprint.

The goal? Graduate early and reclaim her time. She had no desire to linger on campus longer than absolutely necessary.

Meanwhile, Su Bing had entered the sixth grade, and the transformation was undeniable. He had shot up in height, his lanky frame evolving into that of a pre-teen on the cusp of adolescence.

Already, he looked like a small adult. With his current growth spurt, it was almost certain he’d surpass six feet by eighteen—tall, sharp-featured, and effortlessly handsome. That much was written in the stars.

This year was a pivotal one. Su Bing would be sitting for his middle school entrance exams, and the family agreed—after much deliberation—that staying in the capital was the smarter move.

The education system in Beijing simply offered better opportunities, broader horizons. Uprooting themselves to return to Guangcheng now would be chaotic and counterproductive.

So Gu Zi made the call: they were staying put.

She had just finished a set of practice questions when her phone rang. It was a call from Guangcheng. On the other end, a bright, mischievous voice chirped through the receiver.