A powerful Feng Shui master wakes up in the body of Lin Zhiluo, a tragic supporting character who is so poor she can't even afford to eat.
To survive, she reluctantly starts a live stream...
That night, it wasn't just Jian Wan who couldn't sleep; her whole family couldn't sleep at all.
Lin Qiu and Li Ruorui looked at the girl's face on their phones with complicated feelings.
"It's so similar, it's uncanny." Lin Qiu said the same thing for the two hundred and forty-ninth time tonight.
"Honey, do you think this girl is our child?" Li Ruorui couldn't sleep either, so she got up and looked at the girl on the phone screen with her husband.
Lin Qiu also had an old-fashioned photograph in his hand. The woman on the screen and in the photograph had similar eyebrows and eyes, especially the aloofness in her eyes, which was exactly the same.
The woman on the phone screen is Lin Zhiluo, who is recording a program.
"I didn't expect that when I was watching a variety show today out of boredom, I was startled when I saw this girl named Lin Zhiluo. I thought I had met my mother-in-law."
"She looks just like my mother, so much so." Lin Qiu exclaimed for the 250th time today.
Lin Qiu put down his phone and looked at Li Ruorui, saying, "We've known for a long time that Sijie isn't our child, but we couldn't bear to abandon her since we raised her from a young age. We've been looking for our child, but we haven't been able to find her."
He looked at Li Ruorui with sincere eyes: "But you know what? When I saw this girl named Lin Zhiluo, I felt an extraordinary sense of closeness to her. I felt like she was our child."
“Honey, why don’t we go find her?” Li Ruorui felt the same way. For the past two years, they had been unable to find the child, and they both believed that their child who had been switched at birth was dead.
"No, we can't be too hasty." Lin Qiu suddenly calmed down.
“We don’t know if this child is really ours. If we rush to claim her as our child, we’ll definitely be seen as fraudsters. Besides, how will we explain this to Sijie and her family? Only the two of us know that Sijie isn’t our child.”
"So what do you plan to do?" Li Ruorui was also at a loss.
"We'll try to get her hair first and do a paternity test. If she's our child, we can't let the Lin family's bloodline be out there. If not, we won't disturb their lives."
“Okay.” Li Ruorui always listened to Lin Qiu.
Lin Qiu glanced at the time: "It's getting late, go to sleep."
But neither of them could fall asleep; every time they closed their eyes, all they could see was Lin Zhiluo's face.
The Lin couple had a well-thought-out plan: they wanted to do a paternity test first before going to find Lin Zhiluo.
They wanted to keep it a secret from their father, who was currently recuperating at a mountain resort in another city. Since his wife passed away, he had been reluctant to return to Beijing.
The place where he recuperated had beautiful scenery. He didn't contact his family on weekdays, didn't carry his cell phone, and his biggest hobby was fishing.
While he was fishing, the young man next to him was always watching variety shows. He recognized the young man; he was the granddaughter of Old Li next door.
"Wow, Lin Zhiluo is really beautiful," she exclaimed from the side.
Old Li was amused by his granddaughter's words. His granddaughter showed him Lin Zhiluo's screen: "Look, isn't Lin Zhiluo very pretty? She looks cold, but she dares to speak her mind."
Old Li looked at his granddaughter's phone: "It's very pretty, but..."
The more he looked, the more his brows furrowed: "It looks familiar, Lao Lin, take a look."
He and Lin Sheng had been friends for so many years, how could he not recognize Lin Sheng's wife? When he saw Lin Zhiluo, he thought he was seeing a young Man Yun.
Old Lin took the phone and said with a smile, "Could it be another girl from someone's family entering the entertainment industry, just like my son..."
The smile on his face suddenly turned serious; this face was all too familiar.
"Who is this?" Lin Sheng asked, looking at Old Li's granddaughter.
“Lin Zhiluo, a female guest on the variety show ‘Let’s Fall in Love’,” said Old Li’s granddaughter.
Lin Sheng didn't want to fish anymore, so he packed up his fishing rod and went home.
Grandpa Li's granddaughter asked softly, "Grandpa, is there something wrong with Lin Zhiluo?"
"No, but she looks a lot like your grandfather Lin Sheng's wife, the grandmother Manyun you've never met," Old Li explained.
Lin Sheng went home and turned on the TV. By then, "Let's Fall in Love" had been on for a while.
Today they are tasked with preparing a gift for their partner on their own.
Looking at the tasks provided by the production team, Lin Zhiluo first ruled out the physical labor tasks.
After looking around and finding nothing suitable for her, she turned to the director and asked, "Can I earn money in my own way?"
“Of course,” Zhu Yuanliang replied quickly.
Lin Zhiluo borrowed a whiteboard from the production team and wrote on it: Marriage consultation: 3000, Auspicious date calculation: 200; Feng Shui consultation: 1000.
She thought life here wasn't good, so she lowered the price accordingly, then took two plastic stools and sat down in the liveliest spot in the village.
There seemed to be an unusually large number of elderly people in the village, but when they gathered together, they either played cards or sunbathed, and spoke in hushed tones, seemingly oblivious to the filming equipment that the production crew occasionally passed by.
Lin Zhilu told her paparazzi, "If someone comes to tell fortunes later, don't take pictures of their faces."
The photographer nodded.
She placed another stool opposite her and leaned against the wall to sunbathe. She was dressed warmly today, and the sun made her feel lazy, so she simply pulled down the hood of her clothes and went to sleep.
【Huh? You're asleep already?】
[This is disgusting! Lin Zhiluo has absolutely no sense of contractual obligation. Everyone else is busy with the show, and this is a gift for the other party, yet she's sleeping here.]
[Where did this hater come from? Don't say anything, I'd still love watching even if Master Lin were asleep.]
Lin Zhiluo didn't say anything, the production team didn't say anything, and normal netizens didn't say anything either. Modern-day haters, however, exclaimed: "No way! No way! She's disgusting!"
Haha, I love being online with you guys, your sweet talk is like honey.
"Old Sun, your son doesn't have a girlfriend yet?"
When Lin Zhiluo closed her eyes, she could hear them chatting, and they were talking about everyday family matters.
The woman who asked the question spoke gently: "Don't push your child too hard. Children have their own plans. If you push them too much, conflicts will arise in the long run."
Lin Zhiluo became interested: Interesting.
Old Sun sighed, "I know, do you think my son might like boys? Well then..."
The thought of this possibility seemed to choke him: "How am I supposed to accept this?"
"Pfft." Lin Zhilu couldn't help but laugh. She hadn't expected these people to be so funny.
Wow, this isn't what I expected.
Are all the grandparents in the village this gentle and tolerant when it comes to gossip these days?
[It's fake, this whole show is fake. I just came back from the village, carrying bags of snacks, and those people were still chirping crickets. I was so hungry.]
Lin Zhilu chuckled softly, making quite a commotion, and everyone looked over. She waved her hand and said, "Please continue."