A Star Reborn: The Queen’s Return

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Wei Shaoyin was very pleased when he looked at the score.

“It’s very different from your previous songs, but perhaps it will be even more popular.”

Xia Ling smiled. They didn’t quarrel in vain. Although Wei Shaoyin was picky and annoying, he was definitely a worthy producer—proud but not arrogant. With his recognition today, he needed an extraordinary vision to tolerate others challenging his authority.

He hugged the score and joyfully walked away, wanting to give Bai Murong a surprise.

Xia Ling silently prayed for Bai Murong. This was not a surprise but a scare. Anyone would cry after seeing such an obscenely difficult score.

As she thought about it, she poured a cup of warm water for herself.

The thin glass cup with a cracked ice pattern was beautiful. The clear water movements were reflected on her long, white fingers like a flawless piece of art. She lowered her head to take a sip but felt that something was missing. There was no honey, mint or lemon. The taste was bland and disappointing.

The house was empty as Feng Kun went to Imperial Entertainment.

On the fruit rack in the kitchen, there were two golden lemons, but Xia Ling had long given up on her cooking skills. She would rather drink plain water than touch them.

She missed Li Lei.

It seemed that with the breakthrough in her music style, a small piece of ice inside her heart had melted. There was something budding, a small voice that told her, Xiao Ling, bravely accept the you from your previous life.

Let your beloved person see your true self.

She wanted to tell him who she was.

A long time before Pei Ziheng let her go, she told Li Lei that if she came back, she would tell him about her hidden past. Now that she was back, the promise was yet to be fulfilled.

She took out her phone and lightly entered Li Lei’s number on the screen. Halfway, she suddenly turned it off. All along, Li Lei was the one taking care of her and accommodating her, so much that she was about to call him to pick her and send her back home.

He was very busy recently. Every day when he came to see Feng Kun, he was always in a rush. Thus, she did not want to trouble him further.

It would be better if she went back directly and give him a surprise.

Making the decision, Xia Ling simply packed up her luggage, left a note for Feng Kun, and went back home alone.

When she reached the apartment, she lightly pushed the door open and walked in.

The house was very quiet. Er Mao was lazily sleeping on the comfortable furry carpet. The elegant cymbidium orchids were placed beside it, its jade white petals like butterfly wings.

“Li Lei, Li Lei?” She called him twice and realized that he was not at home.

She heard the sound of something falling down in the study, followed by a kitten meowing as it dashed out of the half-closed door to greet her. “Hey, Hairball.” Xia Ling smiled and bent down to pick the little kitten up. “Have you caused trouble again and knocked something over?”

As she spoke, she walked in the direction of the study, intending to pack up the things that were knocked over by Hairball.

However, when she pushed open the door of the study, she was stunned. The wall was covered with photos of her previous life. There were pictures of her in concerts, professional photos, casual selfies, and even paparazzi photos… Beside every photo, there was another photo attached to compare her expression, angle, or movement in this life with her previous life. They were placed together like some sort of comparison.

Her heart pounded in her chest, and she had an ominous premonition.

Walking to the desk, she found a graphic report on the spacious table which seemed to have been read many times as the edges had curled up. Her hand shook a little as she picked it up. The book’s title was “Micro-expression Comparison Analysis Book.” It was divided into two parts. The first part was the comparison between Ye Xingling three years ago and the Ye Xingling now. The second part was about the Diva Xia Ling and Ye Xingling now.

Finally, the conclusion was—

The Ye Xingling three years ago was a completely different person from the present.

And Xia Ling was shockingly similar to her present self.

Xia Ling broke out in cold sweat. There was a fear that her secret had been uncovered. She was willing to tell him what had happened, but it was another thing for him to investigate her without her knowledge!

She scanned the desk. At the side, there was a handwriting identification report, a stack of lifestyle habits investigation reports, and a voice pattern analysis… All of the reports had the same conclusion: She was now so similar to the late Diva Xia Ling that they were like the same person.

Her mind went blank.

“Xiao Ling?” A man’s voice came from the doorway.

Xia Ling turned around and saw Li Lei standing there as if he had just returned home. He had not taken off his coat yet. He looked at her, then at the things in her hands. His voice quivered as he said, “You’re back.”

He stepped forward.

But she took two steps back.

“What are these?” Her voice shook.

Li Lei was quiet for a moment before saying, “I know this question is very absurd, but…” He looked at her deeply and slowly asked, “Are you Xia Ling?”

This was the first time she heard him call her by this name.

His tone was so deep and solemn when he read out her real name.

She didn’t know if she should nod or shake her head. She forgot all of the things she wanted to say to him. Initially, she wanted to slowly test the waters, start to tell him the truth, and stop once he showed signs of not being able to accept it. However, now, her plan was ruined.

She didn’t know what he thought about her true identity. Contempt? Fear? Hostility? Would he think of her as a heresy? Since he had already investigated to this extent, had he already found out that Pei Ziheng imprisoned her for a year and tortured her? Would he… abandon her and look down on her?

She lightly moved her lips but could not make a sound.

Li Lei already proved his suspicions by her expression. “So it really is you.” His voice was painful like a sigh. In reality, after that paragliding accident, he already started investigating her identity, but when he almost uncovered the truth, he was separated from her.

That time was tumultuous, so he had to stop his investigation temporarily.

Later, after she returned to his side, he was ecstatic and only wanted to take care of her and spend time with her. He wanted to forget all about the investigation.

Until her reaction on the bed.

He became suspicious again and remembered the investigation that was half-done, so he renewed it. As he had almost finished the investigation, this time, the results came out quickly. The more he looked at it, the more shocking it was.

If there were such a thing as reincarnation in this world, she must definitely be Xia Ling.