Jiang Jian Yue, the 48th-generation heir of the Daoist arts, gets struck by lightning and sent into the entertainment industry just after finishing a divination.
Her new body belonged to a D-list actress infamous for all the wrong reasons. Her company had blacklisted her, her best friend had betrayed her, and her boyfriend had dumped her. In the end, she took pills to end her life.
Taking over the body, Jiang Jian Yue has only three words to say: “Poor, silly girl.”
Her company forces her onto the live-streaming variety show Super Sales King as cannon fodder, just to make a real royal heir look good.
Other celebrities: “Hey, everyone! Three, two, one, click the link!”
Jiang Jian Yue: “Girl, your boyfriend is poisoning you. Don’t buy that face mask. Call the police first.”
Her haters accuse her of pretending to be a fortune-teller, so she reveals one of their bank card PINs on the spot.
Hater: …Holy crap?
Her live-stream audience rockets from 200 to over 100,000. Her lucky bracelets sell out, and her fortune-telling sessions blow up the trending charts. The internet goes from “Jiang Jian Yue, get out of the entertainment industry” to “Master Jiang, save me!”
Until one day, Xie Cishen, the refined and austere head of the Xie family, stops her. “I hear you can change people’s fate?”
Jiang Jian Yue: “Sure. Call me Master and let me hear how it sounds.”
Xie Cishen: “Wife.”
Jiang Jian Yue: ?
