Five years ago, in 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 effort to win over a so-called “male lead,” Duan Xiadong.
On the day she got engaged to Duan Xiadong, “she” finally succeeded and left Li Shuhe’s body.
Facing the mess the transmigrator left behind, Li Shuhe smiled.
Even against the odds, she could turn her life around.
She’d get into college, open a law firm, and take down every criminal force.
By the time Duan Xiadong realized something was wrong, Li Shuhe was already looking down at him, holding 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!”
On the other side of the iron bars, Duan Xiadong, a death-row inmate, glared furiously, veins bulging.
Li Shuhe brushed at imaginary dust on her nail, her gaze full of contempt.
“In your dreams.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a man gently wrapped his arms around her from behind, his warm breath against her earlobe.
“Wifey, visiting hours are over. Don’t look at him. Look at me.”
