Chapter 1 After staying up late to work overtime, I became a beautiful woman
"Yiyi, what's wrong with you? Wake up! Open your eyes and look at mom!"
Meng Yitong was very annoyed by the noisy crying in her ears.
"You bastard, I'll beat you to death. If anything happens to Yi Yi, I'll make you pay with your life! Ah..."
"Sister-in-law, stop it!"
"Stop! I said stop! Boss, are you blind? Go and pull your wife away."
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Meng Yitong was extremely annoyed by the noise in her ears. Finally, she couldn't help but pry open her heavy eyelids and sat up.
Meng Yitong felt dizzy and her forehead was swollen and painful. In the blurry vision, I could only see a group of figures in front of me shaking violently. Along with the shouting and cursing coming from them, it seemed like they were fighting.
Aren’t you working overtime at the law firm, preparing materials for tomorrow’s court hearing?
Why are you here?
Who are these people fighting?
Meng Yitong held her splitting headache and staggered to her feet from the ground.
"Miss Yi Yi is awake! Miss Yi Yi is awake!"
Upon hearing this, the people who were fighting in front immediately ran towards Meng Yitong.
Meng Yitong, who was already dizzy, felt even more dizzy after their movement. She quickly reached out to hold the back of the sofa next to her to prevent herself from falling.
But because of the dizziness and double vision, in the eyes of others, it seemed that Meng Yitong fell straight to the right.
"Yi Yi!" A loud crying voice almost broke Meng Yitong's eardrum.
"Yiyi, how are you? Are you feeling unwell?"
Just when Meng Yitong was about to fall, someone finally caught her.
Meng Yitong heard the other party's concerned voice and was about to answer when she felt dizzy and wanted to vomit, and couldn't help but dry heaving.
“Ugh…”
"Where's the ambulance? Where's the ambulance number I asked you to call!"
The loud, crying voice from before started shouting again.
Meng Yitong, who was already dizzy and nauseous, was shocked by her voice and fainted again.
When Meng Yitong woke up again, it was already night.
Meng Yitong looked around and found that she was lying in a ward, the only one in the ward.
It was pitch black outside the window, with only a few street lamps still emitting faint light.
Meng Yitong looked around carefully. This should be a high-end single-person ward. Not only was the room fully equipped, but the colors were also very warm.
If it weren't for the IV drip hanging above her head and the bell beside the bed, she would have mistaken this for a hotel.
Meng Yitong followed the hose of the IV bottle and looked at her right hand which was receiving an infusion, and then she suddenly froze.
Is this hand with sparkling diamond nail polish mine?
When did you get a manicure? How come I don’t remember it at all?
Meng Yitong just passed the judicial examination last year and is currently interning in a pretty good law firm. Although she does heavy work every day, her salary is pitifully low and she can barely support herself. Where does she get the spare money to do such flashy manicures?
Meng Yitong frowned and raised her right hand, looking closely in front of her eyes. She found many things wrong.
This hand has fair and tender skin, slender fingers, round fingertips, and shiny manicure, it is simply a perfect work of art.
But no matter how beautiful it is, it is not your own hand.
Meng Yitong felt panicked and quickly raised her left hand. It was just as white and beautiful, and just as not her own hand.
Meng Yitong is an orphan who grew up in an orphanage. I started working in an orphanage when I was little, and when I was older, I worked part-time while studying.
Because of overwork, her hands were in a mess. Not only were her bones clearly visible, but her fingertips and fingertips were also covered with calluses.
How is it possible that his hands are as soft as catkins and his fingers are as green as green onions?
Thinking of this, Meng Yitong quickly raised her hand to pull out the needle for the infusion, got out of bed, and ran into the bathroom without even having time to put on slippers.
Looking at the person in the mirror, Meng Yitong was stunned.
The person in the mirror had skin as white and smooth as the finest mutton-fat jade, a pair of big almond-shaped eyes on her small oval face, and straight eyebrows and thick, curved eyelashes that made her eyes look bright and lively.
The straight nose and rosy small mouth add a lot of color to the whole face.
This is definitely a beautiful lady with a strong complexion.
The slightly chubby cheeks give her a feeling of being spoiled and pampered.
Although the person in the mirror looks very similar to Meng Yitong, judging from the facial features alone, they can be said to be exactly the same.
But Meng Yitong recognized at a glance that the person in the mirror was not herself.
If the girl in the mirror's appearance is rated 10 points, then Meng Yitong's original appearance is only 8 points.
Although she is considered a little beauty, she is far from being as stunning as the one in the mirror.
The main difference is that the girl in the mirror has skin as white as jade, with delicate facial features, a swan neck, and a slender and well-proportioned figure of about 170cm. She is definitely a beauty with a stunning appearance.
Because I grew up in poor living conditions, I am only about 1.6 meters tall and have a very skinny body. The most important thing is that although my skin, which has been exposed to the wind and sun, cannot be said to be rough, it is only average.
And because I often stay up late, I have dark circles and obvious bags under my eyes. But the girl in the mirror didn't have a single flaw on her face.
Not only are there no eye bags or dark circles, but even the skin texture is so delicate that it is completely invisible. The delicate bags under the eyes make the whole face look even sweeter.
Just as Meng Yitong was staring at herself in the mirror, a voice suddenly came from the side.
"Yiyi, why aren't you wearing shoes?"
Meng Yitong turned around and saw a well-dressed middle-aged woman bending down to put on her shoes.
Meng Yitong stared blankly at the scene in front of her, not knowing how to react for a moment.
Fortunately, the middle-aged woman didn't notice anything strange about Meng Yitong.
After she put on Meng Yitong's shoes, she straightened up, looked at Meng Yitong's red and swollen forehead, lifted the hair on the side of Meng Yitong's face with heartache and said, "It's okay, mom asked the doctor, it won't leave scars."
Meng Yitong, who had already realized that she had traveled through time, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after hearing the middle-aged woman reveal her identity.
The middle-aged woman saw Meng Yitong's relieved look and mistakenly thought that she didn't speak before because she was worried about the wound on her forehead.
Thinking of how her beautiful daughter was almost disfigured and disabled, the middle-aged woman angrily scolded, "Don't worry, Mom will not let that bastard off easily this time. He's so cruel at such a young age. It's clear he's destined to go to jail."
Meng Yitong had no memory of her original self in her mind. Now that she heard her original mother reveal the truth, she pretended to be sad and upset and continued to listen to her.
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