I Accidentally Joined the Underworld Chat Group: Every Ghost Wants Me to Be the Top Flower Lady

After winning the lottery and getting rich overnight, I was stabbed through the heart by my scumbag boyfriend and best friend, then dumped in the wilderness. I thought my life as a born poor loser was finally over. But just as I was about to breathe my last, a mechanical voice suddenly rang in my ear: “Welcome to the Underworld chat group. Congratulations, newcomer! Your joining gift: three extra days of life.” I thought I was hallucinating before I died, but the next moment, my wound miraculously healed and I was full of energy! I fished the phone out of my pocket as if I’d seen a ghost, only to find a new group chat on it Now that was spooky! To extend my life, I was forced to become the Underworld chat group’s designated matchmaker, helping thousands of ghostly group members fulfill their wishes. Monday: Help a hanged ghost dig up his enemy’s ancestral graves. Tuesday: Help a wronged ghost catch his wife cheating. Wednesday: Write a love letter for a short-lived ghost. Thursday... I’d barely enjoyed a few days of peace when my scumbag boyfriend and best friend showed up to provoke me again, flaunting my money in my face. Wronged ghost: Let me take over! I’ll crawl into that scumbag couple’s bed in the middle of the night! Calm old ghost: Let’s make a deal. I’ll give you two hundred million when it’s done. Me: Deal! But I never expected the old ghost’s deal to be that I marry his short-lived grandson! I immediately changed my mind. The old ghost reflected: Not enough money? Me: No, I think he’s ugly. One night, I was suddenly pinned to the bed by a stunningly handsome male ghost with broad shoulders, a slim waist, flowing robes, and a bewitching face The male ghost grabbed my wrist and demanded through gritted teeth: I heard you think I’m ugly and won’t marry me? I ran my hands over his firm, sexy eight-pack and wiped my drool, then immediately changed my tune: Yes, yes, yes! Let’s get married right now!