My roommate and I transmigrated together. She was the daughter of the Duke of Fuguo, while I was a low-ranking official's daughter from a modest family.
We had spent four years of college together and both knew a thing or two about nutrition.
We should have relied on and supported each other.
But now, she could hardly wait for me to die.
I turned the tables and escaped danger, then opened my heart to a friend with a higher standing.
With tears in her eyes, she confronted me.
"Why did you betray our friendship!"
Good grief, who'd want a friend like An Lingrong? Whoever wants her can have her...
I'm done putting up with this.
