Coming soon: My Stand-In Is the Mother of Their White-Moonlight Muse. It will be my next book. Visit my author page to save it. Muah!
Preview:
Three sentences that make three men burst into tears
I'm a stand-in for your white-moonlight muse?
I'm a stand-in for the white-moonlight muse of you and the other bigwigs?
But I'm the mother of your white-moonlight muse!
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Gu Ban transmigrated twenty years into the future and became a stand-in for the white-moonlight muse of three bigwigs.
After she arrived,
The ruthless, deranged movie star glared at her in her white dress. "Don't think that wearing her clothes makes you anything like her. She's my medicine. What are you?"
The hot-tempered top-tier star grabbed her fiercely. "Don't think that copying her a little means you can replace her. What kind of thing are you to think you can compare with her?!"
The obsessive genius director grabbed her by the throat and gritted his teeth. "Don't think that looking like her means you can act up in front of me. You really think you're somebody? You don't deserve it."
Gu Ban took a good look at the white-moonlight muse in their photo.
The bigwigs snatched the photo away, not even letting her touch it. "What right does a stand-in have to touch her picture?"
Gu Ban: I understand all that, but I really am your white-moonlight muse's late mother.
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Later, when the bigwigs' white-moonlight muse returned to the country, the movie star prepared a candlelit dinner, the top-tier star held a special concert for her, and the genius director brought her a carefully polished script.
The three men secretly competed, each wanting to be the first to see the white-moonlight muse.
Unfortunately, none of them got to see her. Her own mother, who was only in her twenties, stopped her on the way.
Her mother said:
"Not one of those three is normal!"
"If you dare date them, I'll break their legs!"
#What do I do if I transmigrate as a stand-in for my own daughter?#
#How do I cleanly deal with three scumbags who like my daughter and hired stand-ins?#
Novel blurb:
Bu Qing, a top-level master of the occult, transmigrates into the body of a despised real heiress: unloved by her parents and pitied by outsiders.
Bu Qing, the bigshot: That's it?
So:
Bu Qing kicks her snobbish parents and scheming fake heiress to the curb, returns to her dilapidated Taoist temple, and puts up a sign: Divine Fortune Telling Co., Ltd.
The fake heiress's family, with bruised and swollen faces: Hmph, that girl is just putting on a brave front. Let's see if she comes crawling back to us when she can't afford to eat!
Who knew that in less than a month, Bu Qing's online shop would go viral:
A Bagua talisman, drawn like a dog's scrawl, but able to ward off one disaster: 100,000 yuan
A paper talisman soldier, cut worse than a child's craft project, but able to serve as a divine bodyguard: 1 million yuan
A few sparse strokes, no more, but enough to wipe out evil spirits in one blow: 10 million yuan
Netizens: !!! What kind of celestial being has descended to earth?! Ahhh, I only wish I had money!!
The dilapidated Taoist temple grows busier by the day, with crowds of customers clamoring to buy her wares.
Even renowned Taoist masters, business tycoons, and popular celebrities, whom ordinary people can barely hope to meet, camp outside the heroine's temple every day because they can't get their hands on her products.
A year later, the fake heiress's family, ruined and homeless, watch television from their drafty shack.
On screen, Bu Qing confidently and casually links arms with a tall, handsome man as they ring the opening bell on Wall Street.
The fake heiress murmurs in a daze: Isn't that man... Li Ye, the internet tycoon we've spent more than a decade trying to get close to, without success?
Theme: Work hard and strive.
This Song Yan is a love brain! Yue…
"Leftover" is a big thorn in the side of the author~ Province?
"Net" caught the author a big bug ~ Go?
"People" are a big thorn in the side of the author~ Son?
"Knot" is a big thorn in the side of the author~ took over
Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers
I hope you are not ignorant. My wallet is eager to start reading the next book without stopping. Wow.
Woohoo, wow, it's over suddenly
After reading it, I feel reluctant to give it up. Can you write a sequel and let Tiandao come down to play, just rely on the Divine Calculation Temple, and then help with the work.
Is it over so soon?