In her previous life, Ye Qi drifted through life in a daze. People exposed her as a fake heiress in public, and she was repeatedly embroiled in scandals over her poor morals.
She was diagnosed with a mental illness in the prime of her youth, and her life ended abruptly in a psychiatric hospital.
Who would believe it? Ye Qi saw ghosts.
A crowd of terrifying spirits surrounded the transfer student, the real heiress of the Ye family.
They helped the transfer student win the talent competition, targeted every promising rival around her, and drew the attention of the most outstanding young men.
But there was nothing to fear. She had died once, so she was a ghost too.
*
The noisy classroom fell abruptly silent. The transfer student stood at the front, timidly introducing herself.
A sudden electronic voice sounded in Ye Qi's ear.
[Attraction criteria met. You are now bound to the System]
[Current attractiveness: 89. Eligible to compete for the female lead's halo]
Her gaze moved indifferently away from the red "Female Lead" label above the transfer student's head.
Ye Qi's lips curled into a scornful smile. "If being the female lead means letting the world decide the rules, then I was never in the running."
*
After that, every time Ye Qi went up against the female lead, she gave everyone a sharp slap in the face in one unexpected way or another.
At the high school's talent competition, the host announced Ye Qi's name five times in a row.
She lifted her skirt and calmly took the stage, showing off her best skill, the piano, along with a few acts to fill out the program: comic dialogue, clapper talk, and magic...
The venue fell completely silent, until she cut through the silence with, "If you want to see something good at a competition nobody signed up for, keep dreaming."
Ye Qi's ranking plummeted. She rolled her eyes. "I said they shouldn't hold this competition, didn't I?"
In flower-arranging class, not a single one of the carefully tended plants survived, except for Ye Qi's. Everyone looked at her pot, its flower-shop label still attached, then silently looked away.
It was hilarious. She had phoned it in so blatantly, and no one could blame her for it.
At the birthday party at Blue Sea Manor, Ye Qi's childhood friend held the transfer student as they danced. Her brother played the qin and sang for her. Her fiance was also lovesick over her.
Even the aloof student council president smiled warmly as he cleared the transfer student's name at the party: she was the real heiress of the Ye family.
The whole class tensed, certain Ye Qi was about to pull another big move.
Instead, she dropped her cake fork and clicked her tongue. "You all ruined the surprise."
She casually yanked down the curtain, revealing a middle-aged couple bound together, their faces full of terror.
She smiled recklessly. "Congratulations, both fake and real Ye Qi have found their families. But I wonder, how did my biological parents manage to find this place so precisely?"
Theme: Your fate is in your own hands
