I Picked Up a Man to Be My Husband

Who transmigrates on their birthday, anyway?

Sure, my life in the modern world was a little pathetic, but shouldn’t transmigrators get a golden finger?

Could this get any more intense? I woke up to find that my soul had transmigrated into someone else’s body.

I’m in a cave, with an unconscious stranger beside me, penniless and stuck in the body of a fallen young master...

Well, the man has a great voice and a handsome face. I’d be a fool not to cling to this powerful ally.

What? The fallen young master was framed by his stepmother? That’s unforgivable. Let’s take her down.