Chapter 1 – Your Life Is Running Out (1)
BUZZ—
The cell phone next to Gu Shishi vibrated.
BUZZ! BUZZ!
It vibrated two more consecutive times and finally Gu Shishi was woken up from her deep, pitch-black sleep.
She opened up her eyes groggily. The room was pitch black except for a sliver of light shining in through a crack in front of her.
Gu Shishi rotated her sore neck a little bit and slightly moved her legs that were still crossed.
Did she dozed off while she was reading again?
Picking up her cell phone that was next to her thigh, she squinted her eyes and looked at the screen.
After the strong light from the screen hit her eyes, her face darkened.
She was still alive?
She distinctly remembered dying in a multiple-car accident.
Recalling the gruesome scene from the accident, painful memories flooded back to her, she turned pale and broke up into a cold sweat.
While she frowned and sorted out her memories, her cell phone buzzed a couple more times.
[Young Master Cheng is on his way up!]
Gu Shishi paused for a second.
Who was that?
And what were they talking about?
Before she could figure out what was going on, she felt a cold breeze on her. She looked down at herself. Under the dim light of the screen, she saw that the only thing she had on was a spaghetti-strap chemise.
She was stunned. A slight movement of her arm, and she hit the wooden board in front of her!
It made a small banging noise and she was even more confused.
“What… is this? A closet?”
Gu Shishi felt up and down, then left and right around herself. This was getting more bizarre.
She was sitting inside a small and narrow wooden chest and on both sides of her were rows and rows of man’s suits.
Which was to say that right now she was sitting inside a man’s closet with its doors closed.
She was just about to open up the closet door when she suddenly heard a man’s voice from outside the room.
Gu Shishi froze in mid-action.
The next moment, with a creaking sound, the room door outside of the closet was opened.
“Mmm, Shuangshuang, I need to talk to my brother about something and I will be downstairs shortly,” came a male voice that was gentle like jade.
Gu Shishi’s groggy brain finally had it all strung together from that line.
Young Master Cheng…. Brother…. Shuangshuang….. closet…..
BOOM! And all the memories flooded her brain.
That was the cliché novel that she was reading in the taxi.
Gu Shishi, the cannon fodder in the story, was born into wealth, but was accidentally switched at birth with the fake young mistress Gu Wushuang, the daughter of a peasant family.
The Gu’s and the Huo’s were to form an alliance through marriage and the Gu’s didn’t want the fake young mistress with heart disease to live a hard life. So, after a few days of Gu Shishi returning to the Gu’s, it was decided that she was to marry the boss villain Huo Sishen, the very unfortunate, lonely, wife-cursing First Young Master of the Gu’s.
Further, she was sent to live in Huo Sishen’s mansion after the engagement ceremony.
The one she was fond of, however, was the Huo’s second young master Huo Wencheng.
Abruptly, Gu Shishi reached up and covered her face with her palms.
No way! Did she really transmigrated to become the female supporting character who has the same name as her?
“Ge, you asked me to come over to discuss the Gu’s, but where are you?” Again came Huo Wencheng’s gentle voice from the other side of the closet.
(T/N: Ge – how one addresses one’s older brother.)
Gu Shishi opened her mouth.
As the story would go, the female support character really wanted to become a couple with Huo Wencheng, which was why she bribed the servant to help trick Huo Wencheng into the room when he came to visit while she hid in the closet and jump into his arms when the time was right.
How in the hell did she end up transmigrated into such a cliché novel?
What could she do?
She definitely couldn’t go out right now, but….
Gu Shishi touched her spaghetti strap on herself and was a bit lost. Should she get out after Huo Wencheng was gone?
“Ge? Was that you in the bathroom?”
She then heard the rustling sound of the shower curtain being pulled open.
The sound of Huo Wencheng’s footsteps continued throughout the room; obviously, he was still looking for the missing person.