I, an overworked office drone who died from working overtime, transmigrated into a campus novel and became the rich, universally loathed, villainous female supporting character.
The original script is very clear: this girl bullies Lu Jingshuang, an orphan taken in by her family, then gets killed in retaliation and dies horribly. Now, wearing her face, I look at Lu Jingshuang, whose parents are both dead and whom my family "kindly took in." She sits quietly on the sofa, looking sweet and obedient, with a gaze that seems to be appraising my family's assets.
I immediately decide to turn over a new leaf and treat the heroine like royalty. I regret it on the very first day. Beneath this girl's cool, well-behaved exterior, she's so devious she could squeeze oil from a stone. She says, "You're right, big sister," while already finding out all about my dad's business, my mom's mahjong games, and the little stash of money I'd saved from my part-time job.
I originally wanted to save her. Now that I think about it...
Which one of us is saving whom?
