Help! I Became the Chubby Foot-Picker from a Scammer's Story

What’s it like to transmigrate into the body of a scruffy man who swindled two million yuan from a domineering CEO? Bai Jie: Thanks for asking. I’d barely arrived when the landlord came after me for overdue rent, and there was a transfer of twenty thousand yuan sitting on my phone. The male lead wants to meet me next week, and the comments say I’ll end up as landfill. Oh, and luckily, this body became female after I transmigrated, but it has more facial hair than the hair on its head. Someone else might have given up and lain flat, waiting to die. But not Bai Jie. I’m just two hundred jin? I’ll lose weight! I’m just two hundred thousand yuan in debt? I’ll earn it! He’s just a scheming CEO? If I can’t take him on, I can still avoid him, right? But while she was busy avoiding him, Gu Chen showed up at her door. Right in front of her, he scrolled through every transfer record on his phone. “These are all yours.” “You thought I wouldn’t recognize you just because you changed your secret identity?” “Bai Jie, no one who’s ever swindled me gets to walk away alive.” He gripped her now-slim chin, his eyes dark and unreadable. “But you’re the first person I can’t bring myself to kill.”