An ordinary girl like me has neither beauty nor temperament, nor a smart mind, nor a good fortune to be born into a wealthy family. The only hope is for a pie to fall from the sky, passing through millions of people and just hitting me on the head.
Fortunately, I have really been waiting for this one-in-a-million opportunity. On the last day of my twenty-fourth year, my Prince Charming will come to marry me.
My mother said this was God's compensation for me. God will prepare gifts for every ordinary girl so that they can spend their lives happily.
I think mom is right.
However, I only guessed the beginning but not the end.
Girls in this world, in addition to becoming Cinderella and Cinderella, may also become Hitchcock's Blonde...