Mr. Jiang, Lend Me Some Merit: The Young Lady's Fortune-Telling Is Scarily Accurate

[Metaphysical face-slapping + fated engagement + powerful man humbles himself for love]

The greatest prodigy of the Mystic Sect, Song Qingye, transmigrates into the body of a pitiful heiress who was abducted and sold.

At her engagement banquet, her fiance runs away on the spot.

As the guests erupt in an uproar, Song Qingye's heels click across the red carpet. She calculates his fate and catches him right there. "You're going to die."

Her stepsister mocks her as an ignorant idiot, so she shows off her perfect professional exam scores and casually casts a fortune. "My grades speak for themselves. As for you, you'll lose your student status in three days."

Her stepmother joins forces with her adoptive mother to threaten to send her back to the mountains. She produces a complete chain of evidence. "Human trafficking, with evidence beyond dispute. How about I send you both to prison?"

A celebrated master of metaphysics barges in to wreck the place, but the instant he sees her face, he drops to his knees with a thud. "Grandmaster, your disciple was wrong!"

With the wedding date drawing near, Jiang Xingzhou, the composed and self-disciplined head of the Jiang family, nine years her senior, knocks on her door late at night.

"The marriage alliance is still on." His eyes brim with restrained possessiveness. "But I'm changing the bridegroom to myself."