Reincarnated as a cat girl and became a blood princess

What does rebirth mean?

Rebirth is equivalent to having a chance to reverse life, rebirth is equivalent to regaining life, and rebirth has different meanings for different people.

For Yu Qianmo, rebirth is an opportunity for revenge.

Although this rebirth is just a dream, it is precisely because it is a dream that he can do things that he dared not do before without any worries.

Qianmo picked up his mobile phone, left the apartment, took a taxi, and went to his father's place.

Today is the first time that his father asked Qianmo to go to his house, with the purpose of letting Qianmo do something for him.

The car stopped in front of a manor, and Qianmo got out of the car. Someone was waiting for him here.

"Hello, I am the butler of the Wanqi family. Please follow me."

Qianmo ignored the butler's words and walked past him and went straight inside.

Qianmo has walked this road countless times, and he knows how to walk even with his eyes closed.

Push open the door of the mansion, go up the stairs, then turn a corner, walk a few steps, and finally push open the door of the study to find the man.

"You are here, sit down first"

The man did not blame Qianmo for coming in without knocking, but greeted Qianmo politely.

Qianmo was not polite either, and sat on the sofa opposite the man with his feet directly on the table, as if he was the owner here.

The man frowned slightly, and then quickly disappeared.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time, right? Is there anything you want? Father will try his best to satisfy you."

"What do you want? Yes, I want your head. I wonder if you are willing to give it to me?"

Qianmo said with a smirk, but his tone did not sound like a joke.

The man just smiled and did not take it seriously. He opened the drawer, took out a small book from it, and put it in front of Qianmo.

Qianmo looked at the small book, picked it up and flipped through it casually. The content on it was exactly the same as what he saw in his previous life. They were all the names of some rich kids. This was the first task his father gave him - to make *friends*.

"These people are very suitable friends to make. Father hopes that you can become friends with them. By the way, this is your pocket money, there is no password."

The man handed a bank card to Qianmo.

In his previous life, Qianmo would definitely recommend it, and finally be forced to accept it by his father, and this was the first step for the man to domesticate Qianmo.

Whenever his father made a request or task to Qianmo, he would give him some rewards. After repeating this process, Qianmo developed a passive personality that would accept any request as long as there was benefit.

Qianmo took the bank card without hesitation this time.

"Don't worry, father~ I will definitely make good friends with them"

When talking about the words father and friend, Qianmo emphasized the words.

After speaking, Qianmo picked up a book and left the study, strolling in the corridor.

The book in Qianmo's hand was one he had never read before, but he could see the contents after opening it.

This dream was not just a simple dream. When paying the taxi driver, Qianmo realized that everything here was still running according to the trajectory of the previous life, even the places that Qianmo had never noticed were running according to their trajectory.

"But if this is the case, what about the name on the ID card? Is my original name really Qianmo?"

The problem of the name is actually easy to solve, as long as you find the director of the orphanage who named him.

So, Qianmo left the manor and went to the orphanage.

The orphanage was still the same as in his memory, and the living environment was still very bad, but this was intentional.

Qianmo's life in his previous life was like a planned drama. Every step from birth to death was planned, and even the disease was fabricated.

After explaining his identity to the security guard, Qianmo walked into the orphanage.

In the corridor, there were scattered sounds of reading. Every child here, like Qianmo, had their lives arranged long ago. What was waiting for them was the end. Only a very few people could survive to the end of the script.

After searching classroom after classroom, Qianmo finally found the director's grandmother.

The director was a little surprised when he saw Qianmo.

After class, the director took Qianmo to the office.

"Why do you have time to come to see me today? Are you being bullied outside?

"

Qianmo shook his head: "No, I just missed you, so I came to visit... and there are some things I want to ask you"

"Can you tell me the origin of my name? ”

“Haha, I, your grandma, have chosen the names of these children with great care”

The dean smiled and said in a nostalgic tone.

“Qianmo is the crisscrossing paths in the fields, the texture of the earth, it witnesses the passage of time and the story of life, walking on it, you can feel the tranquility and beauty of nature, as if you can whisper with time and connect with the world”

“At the same time, it also implies the journey of life, full of changes and possibilities, with endless poetry and reverie”

After listening to the dean’s explanation, Qianmo was stunned for a while, then chuckled:

“Hahaha, grandma, why do you still talk like you are giving a lecture?”

“Oh, my old problem comes back, I forgot that this is not a lecture” the dean patted her forehead and said.

The dean can be said to be the only outsider in Qianmo’s previous life who did not have a script. She was furious when she knew that the children in the orphanage would be arranged into a dead end script , bravely exposed the conspiracy of the Wanqi family.

However, a person's power is limited, how can he compare with the powerful Wanqi family? In the end, he can only be arranged to die.

The departure of the dean made Qianmo realize one thing.

——People without support are isolated and helpless.

This is also the last lesson that the dean taught Qianmo.

After reincarnation in another world, this truth became more obvious. Qianmo was treated like that by the noble knights in Dawn City. Wasn't it because he was isolated and helpless and had no power?

Even if Qianmo can solve the current problem with force, what about after that?

There will always be things that cannot be solved by force.

Becoming an orthodox vampire means getting the protection of the vampire clan, which is equivalent to having the entire vampire clan as a backer. This is why Qianmo agreed to let Duo Leisi participate in the orthodox vampire trial.

Looking at the dean in front of him, Qianmo felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

After all, this is just a dream. No matter what he does, he can't rewrite the fact that the dean has passed away.

The dean seems to have sensed Qianmo's heart. She stood up and walked towards Qianmo, reaching out to touch her head.

"Remember when you were a child, I comforted you like this, and you said at that time that my hands were very warm, grandma"

The old woman smiled kindly at the grown-up child in front of her. Perhaps in her eyes, Qianmo was still the crying child.

Qianmo stood up and hugged the dean.

"Grandma... Thank you..."

The dean patted Qianmo's slightly trembling back and whispered some words that had comforted Qianmo before.

After a long time, Qianmo slowly let go of her grandmother, and her hands slowly slid down her back with a trace of reluctance and nostalgia.

"Grandma, I still have some things to do, so I'll leave first, bye"

"Remember to notify grandma before you come next time, otherwise I won't be able to prepare anything"

"Okay~ I know"

Qianmo turned and left the dean's office. In the past, he would look back several times when he left, but not this time.

The dean looked at Qianmo's back as he left, and raised his glasses with some confusion.

"Strange, when did this child's hair turn white? ”