Li Qiao, a master of the occult, transmigrated into the ill-fated true heiress of a trashy novel—a cannon-fodder character whose identity was stolen by her adoptive sister, leaving her trapped in a remote mountain village forever. But just as her biological parents came to claim her, the adoptive sister suddenly changed her tune and pushed her into their arms.
In elite Beijing circles, rumors spread like wildfire: The bumpkin the Li family brought back is a lunatic! They said she loved roaming at midnight, wielding a peachwood sword and kicking down the doors of wealthy mansions.
Outraged, the tycoons stormed the Li family to complain.
…Until later, when those same tycoons scrambled to beg on their knees, hauling lavish gifts: “Grandmaster, save me first!”
Then, when Li Qiao started appearing arm-in-arm with that man next door, the elite gasped: “Grandmaster, you’re as good as dead!”
The upper crust frantically called their heirs—Now’s the time to steal her away and save her!
The man next door smirked: “Heh. Let the clowns dance.”
While Li Qiao rose to fame in the capital and gained national renown, her adopted sister—now the mother of three daughters—finally snapped. One day, she kicked over a pot of pork stew and screamed in frustration:“We swapped lives! So why is she still living better than me?!”
