The Waste Traveled Through Time and Became an Ancient Literary Saint

He was sitting in the office, and a ridiculous idea came to his mind: when he got rich, he would press his hateful female boss on the bed and rub her hard, so that she could taste the feeling of being rubbed. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning that was as dazzling as a sword pierced the dark night sky and struck straight towards the building where he was. In an instant, Wang Yong felt as if his body was being sucked into a huge bottomless whirlpool. Everything around him was spinning at an alarming speed, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. After an unknown amount of time, Wang Yong woke up, and a strong scent of sandalwood hit his nostrils. He opened his eyes with difficulty and found himself in an antique room. The surrounding decoration was exquisite, and every detail showed simplicity and luxury. Before he had time to figure out the situation, a sturdy little maid about 16 or 17 years old walked in in a hurry. When the little maid saw him, her eyes flashed with surprise and she shouted loudly: "Brother Ruoshi, you are finally awake!" Wang Yong looked confused and subconsciously reached out to touch his face. The unfamiliar touch shocked him. He struggled to get up and walked to the bronze mirror with frivolous steps. When he saw the strange and delicate face in the mirror, he was stunned. What's going on? Is filming happening here? Or... Have you traveled through time yourself?