Su Zhi died suddenly and transmigrated into the body of Lu Qiaoxi, the wealthy daughter of the Lu family and a cousin she had never met.
But her poor cousin had just gotten married when an accident left her in a vegetative state.
Su Zhi was so exasperated she almost laughed. Fine, she’d transmigrated, but why had she become a vegetable too?
The moment she opened her eyes, she found a bunch of scumbags making her sick. Every last one of them could die!
A contractual husband? Divorce!
She was going to finish the road her cousin had left untraveled!
After taking on the whole world, she was cornered against a wall by the aloof Seventh Master. “Lu Qiaoxi, what exactly are you trying to do?”
Later, after she’d taken care of everything, she made a clean getaway.
The man, born cold and arrogant, his eyes bloodshot as if he’d gone mad, pleaded, “A Zhi, don’t leave me…”
