I Am “Fake” Yingchun

Transmigrate, transmigrate, transmigrate! She transmigrated back into Dream of the Red Chamber. Of all people, why did she have to become Jia Yingchun, the “Wooden Doll”? This was so not her style. But what could she do? She was about to climb into the bridal sedan chair. The “fake” Yingchun suddenly composed herself, the corners of her pretty lips lifting in a smile: I don't know how to win people over with virtue, but I'm pretty good at bullying them into submission. Shao Zulang, open your eyes and take a good look at your old lady! Hmph, let's see you act high and mighty now!