I’m the Real Heiress, and I Know a Little Feng Shui. So What?

After being murdered, top metaphysics expert Sang Luo transmigrates into the body of a pitiful girl with a father who doesn't care about her, a mother who doesn't love her, and everyone hating her wherever she goes. Then one day, everyone discovers that the once meek and timid little fool has suddenly become a cold-blooded killer with no feelings. She slays anyone who stands in her way, beats up scumbag men, tears apart fake sweethearts, and dishes out face-slapping all the way. The only problem is… she's a little too superstitious and always rambling about the supernatural. Sang Luo: This gentleman, a calamity awaits you. Film Emperor (raising his phone): …Miss, I have an anti-fraud app. Sang Luo: Miss, be careful. A little ghost is haunting you. Film Queen (smiling as she hands over ten yuan): Little girl, it's not nice to trick people out of their money. Sang Luo: Classmate, your birth chart is too weak. You're prone to encountering ghosts. Cool, aloof campus heartthrob: No thanks. Sang Luo: I can tell from my calculations that disaster is coming for you all. Fake heiress: …You're nothing but a good-for-nothing. Only later do they realize that everything Sang You said came true. She's the real deal: a metaphysics master and a goddess of fate! Film Emperor/Film Queen: Master! Please, we're begging you! Scumbag Dad and Mom: …Luoluo, maybe we can still work things out. Cool, aloof campus heartthrob: Call me! Right now! Sang Luo: …