The Day I Was Sold, Twelve-Year-Old Me Went on a Rampage!

For eight taels of silver, my stepmother sold me to a forty-year-old coffin-shop owner to be his bride. What’s it like to transmigrate into the body of a pitiful twelve-year-old? My father doesn’t care about me, my stepmother wants to sell me, and my stepbrother’s eyes are anything but innocent. The four shops Grandma left me have been seized, and no one dares mention the truth about my mother’s disappearance seven years ago. Zhao Xiulan took eight taels of silver and planned to hand me over to the coffin-shop owner. I ran. She chased me and clubbed me on the back of the head. When I woke up, she had no idea: this body was now home to the soul of a twenty-eight-year-old. A fitness trainer’s strength, ten years of combat training, and a modern mind. She thought I was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Lin Fang said, “Your grandmother told you to come find me.” County Magistrate Gu said, “You’re only twelve. You want to sue your own father?” The coffin-shop owner said, “I bought you for eight taels. Dead or alive, you’re mine.” Zhao Xiulan, tell me: would someone who’s already died once still be afraid? At twelve, I went on a rampage. ---My new story is here! Come read it on Tomato Novel. I hope you enjoy it. Your support keeps me writing, and I’ll do my best to tell every story well!