The Rich Family's Melon King Only Wants to Eat Melon, but Her Thoughts Are Heard Ch. 1

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"Still in bed this late? You sleep like a pig."

A sharp, screechy female voice came from outside the door, waking Mo Keyu up.

As someone who always slept until she naturally woke up, the interruption annoyed her. She opened her eyes and found herself lying in a luxurious, unfamiliar mansion.

The lavish room had stylish decorations, and the pastel-colored bed was ridiculously soft.

[Ding. You are now Mo Keyu, the eldest daughter of the Mo family. I am your world assistant.]

A system voice sounded in her head, and Mo Keyu instantly knew she had either transmigrated into a novel or body-swapped.

"What special functions do you have?" she asked.

[Eating melon*.]

(*Gossiping, watching drama.)

Short and to the point. But other than watching drama, that function was basically useless.

"Alright. No weird requirements, right? Like completing tasks or something?" Mo Keyu asked.

[None.]

She hated trouble and had no interest in working hard or trying to improve herself. As long as she didn't have to seduce anyone or do weird tasks like those other female leads in novels, she was fine.

Mo Keyu pushed open the door. Downstairs, two women were chatting loudly.

They were already eating breakfast. Mo Keyu went downstairs, walked straight over to the dining table, and sat down across from them.

Their conversation instantly stopped. Both women gave her strange looks, full of subtle disdain.

"Hey, how can you sit with us? Your seat is over there."

A girl about her age pointed to a corner of the living room, her face fierce.

[Mo Xiaoyun, 22, second daughter of the Mo family, daughter of stepmother Zhang Xiufeng. The eldest daughter of the Mo family usually eats in the corner. She only sits at the main table when Mr. Mo is home.]

The system explained from the side.

So they weren't born from the same mom... Mo Keyu more or less understood how the original rich daughter was treated in the Mo family.

She might be a couch potato, but she wasn't someone to mess with. She stood right up and shouted at the girl's face:

"We're both rich daughters—how come you're the one acting like the boss?"

Not just the mother and daughter— even the maid standing by the door was so startled she jumped.

This timid and quiet Mo Keyu actually dared to talk back to them today?

Zhang Xiufeng, the family elder, pulled Mo Xiaoyun back, her tone not too friendly:

"Keyu, is that how you talk to your sister?"

[Zhang Xiufeng, stepmother of the eldest daughter. Took advantage of a loophole to rise up. Her only daughter, Mo Xiaoyun, is not Mr. Mo's biological child.]

'Wait, seriously? Mo Xiaoyun isn't Mr. Mo's daughter?'

[Seriously.]

Dang, this Mo family's messed up.

Mo Keyu stood there talking with the system. For some reason, Zhang Xiufeng's expression shifted. Even though she hadn't seen Mo Keyu move her mouth, she thought she'd heard something strange—something about not being Mr. Mo's biological daughter. She thought she was hearing things.

"Drop the act. Are you blind or just deaf? Your daughter clearly started it."

Suddenly, Mo Keyu turned to her and sneered.

"You—" Zhang Xiufeng hadn't expected Mo Keyu to talk back to her like that. "You uncultured brat!"

"I'm uncultured? Then what kind of trash did you raise?" Mo Keyu shot back with a cold laugh, her eyes sharp and menacing.

"Mo Keyu, if you dare talk back again, I swear I'll tell your dad. He's coming back tonight, and we'll see how he deals with you," Zhang Xiufeng threatened viciously.

"Go ahead. Tell him."

Mo Keyu wasn't the kind to be scared by people like her.

[When she goes tattling, just tell Mr. Mo that Mo Xiaoyun isn't even his biological daughter.]

Zhang Xiufeng's face suddenly turned ghostly pale. Did she just hallucinate Mo Keyu saying she'd spill the secret about Xiaoyun not being Mr. Mo's daughter?

But the little brat hadn't even opened her mouth!

Standing off to the side, Mo Xiaoyun looked at her mom. She seemed to have heard something awful too, but she didn't dare say anything—afraid she might be losing her mind.

And just now... she could've sworn she heard Mo Keyu say she wasn't Mr. Mo's child? If that was true, then she and her mom had always been outsiders?

"You..."

Zhang Xiufeng practically ground her teeth. Just looking at the legitimate heiress in front of her, who was even prettier than her own daughter, made her burn with rage.

[By the way, thanks to this mother-daughter duo constantly badmouthing the eldest daughter in front of Mr. Mo, he's always been cold to her and doesn't trust a word she says.]

Ugh... These two really bullied her nonstop. Trash like that doesn't even deserve to be human.

Mo Keyu sneered. They'd messed with the wrong person this time.

Sure, she had no real ambition. She'd coasted through life, mostly getting by. But that didn't mean just anyone could walk all over her. If anyone tried, she'd make sure they paid a way steeper price.

Alright then. Let's mess with them a bit first. They'll learn what true pain means—what it feels like to be better off dead.

The malice in her thoughts sent chills down the spines of the two women sitting across from her.

It was like Mo Keyu had become someone else. She used to outshine Mo Xiaoyun in every way—academics, looks, talent—you name it.

The two had always been jealous and tried to bring her down at every turn. But Mo Keyu had always been the soft type. Even when she was bullied, she just cried quietly and kept it to herself. No one had ever imagined she'd one day snap back like this.

And now... she even seemed to know some terrifying secrets.

Mo Xiaoyun's resentment toward Mo Keyu surged. Why did this girl have to be better than her in everything?

The look in both their eyes turned bloodshot as they stared at Mo Keyu.

Right then, they suddenly heard a loud voice explode in their ears:

[Hahahahahaha, look at those two! Their eyes are practically bleeding. Ugly as hell and rotten to the core. Like people say—your face shows your heart. No wonder they're getting uglier by the day.]

Mo Xiaoyun felt deeply insulted. She couldn't outargue her, and if she tried to fight, she was scared this suddenly unhinged Mo Keyu would hit back harder. Fuming, she grabbed Zhang Xiufeng's sleeve and stomped her foot. "Mom, look at her!"

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