“Smack!”
Shen Qing covered her swollen, reddened cheek and forced herself to stand despite the pain in her foot. Confused, she looked at the red-faced woman in front of her and the unfamiliar surroundings.
‘What the heck?’
‘Where the heck am I? Wasn't I in a car accident? Who are all these people?’
‘Could I have been reborn? No, that can't be right. I don't know any of them.’
‘Did I transmigrate? I think… I did.’
‘Oh my God! No way!’
‘I haven't even hired a male model yet! I haven't become a rich woman! I've never even been in love! And I still haven't…’
