The 1980S: Transmigrated Five Years into the Future, the Aloof Diplomat Begs to Reconcile

Five years ago, after a car accident, a soul from the future took over Li Shuhe’s body. For the past five years, “she” turned Li Shuhe’s life upside down in an attempt to win over Duan Xiadong, the so-called male lead. On the day she got engaged to Duan Xiadong, “she” finally succeeded and left Li Shuhe’s body. Faced with the mess the transmigrator had left behind, Li Shuhe smiled. Even against the odds, she could turn her life around. She went to college, started a law firm, and took on every criminal gang and corrupt force she could find. By the time Duan Xiadong realized something was wrong, Li Shuhe was already looking down at him with evidence that could put him away for good. “You think I love you? What a joke. I was only pretending. A murderer like you deserves to die a thousand times over.” “I’ll kill you!” Behind the iron bars, death-row inmate Duan Xiadong glared at her, veins bulging in his neck. Li Shuhe brushed imaginary dust from her nails, her gaze full of contempt. “Keep dreaming.” As soon as she spoke, a man gently wrapped his arms around her from behind, his warm breath brushing her earlobe. “Wife, visiting hours are over. Don’t look at him. Look at me.”