Miss, Please Behave Yourself After Transmigrating

Lu Yao replied to her last email, shut down her computer, and dealt with two colleagues trying to shift the blame again today. Sparring with her coworkers day in and day out was far more exhausting than doing her actual job.

She stepped into the building's elevator. It was already late, and she was all alone inside. The numbers counted down from 60. Suddenly, she felt the elevator jolt and begin plunging violently. In a panic, Lu Yao fumbled for the emergency stop button. The lights flickered, and the shaking grew worse. When she opened her eyes again, she was already lying on a bed in a brothel...