In her past life, Ji Xiaoxiao was a part-time assassin and a full-time shut-in. One day, with god-like skill, she was run over by a car and inexplicably transmigrated. After transmigrating, everyth...
"Why do I feel like someone dislikes me? And it's my own mother."
After a day and two nights of dazed travel on the train, Ji Xiaoxiao glimpsed only a small part of the magnificent and vast city of B through the glass window.
After getting off the bus, Ji Xiaoxiao's legs felt like cotton. The footsteps of people coming and going, the shouts of vendors, were as loud as thunder. Ji Xiaoxiao wished she could destroy her ears. She was too exhausted, so she had no choice but to give up on Zhao Batian for the time being and find a small hotel to rest.
After a good night's sleep, early the next morning, based on the original owner's memories, Ji Xiaoxiao indeed found Zhao Batian in a large hotel. It seemed that Zhao Batian hadn't gotten anything from her; it appeared that his loving parents had given all their savings to him.
With the enemy in the open and her in the shadows, everything was going in Ji Xiaoxiao's favor. To ensure the smooth progress of what was to come, Ji Xiaoxiao quietly began to make arrangements.
From the original owner's memories, Ji Xiaoxiao learned that Zhao Batian, upon arriving in City B, indulged in eating, drinking, and entertainment, spending all of his 1,000 yuan in just one month. Money isn't everything, but you can't do without it. To make a living, the original owner had no choice but to go out and work.
The original owner of this body was loved by everyone in the village, but in the big city, she was neither rich nor poor, completely unremarkable. The only job she could find was the ordinary dishwashing. She worked until late at night, when it was dark, windy, and the roads were narrow and deserted. Worried about accidents, she begged Zhao Batian to protect her. Zhao Batian, who was supported by women, felt embarrassed to refuse and agreed to her small request.
One evening, Zhao Batian went out to pick up the original owner of this body as usual. Walking along a dark alley, Zhao Batian faintly heard a woman's cries for help. This woman, ten years later, became one of Zhao Batian's first wives.