Jiang Xichu served as Chen Man's secretary for many years, attending to her every need. Workplace disagreements were common, and one day, after a heated argument with Chen Man, Jiang Xichu left the company. Tragically, she was fatally stabbed by a vengeful neurotic shortly after exiting the building.... more>>

Shortly after her demise, Jiang Xichu received unsettling news from the underworld's officials. It was revealed that not only did Chen Man feel no remorse for her passing, but she also had unlawfully withheld Jiang Xichu's rightful salary. Moreover, her funeral was conducted hastily, denying her colleagues the chance to pay their respects. Fueled by anger, Jiang Xichu returned to the human realm with a vengeful resolve, intent on terrifying the callous Chen Man to her core.

Upon reaching Chen Man's bedroom, Jiang Xichu beheld a disheveled figure clutching her urn, gazing solemnly at images from her past.

A year later, Chen Man also died, her cause of death: su*cide due to severe depression.

Departing Chen Man's abode, Jiang Xichu's emotions were tangled. She felt compelled to return to the underworld, seeking answers from Chen Man herself.

However, after stepping out of the house, Jiang Xichu found herself reborn.

Encountering General Manager Chen once more, whose mere words had the power to leave her breathless, Jiang Xichu: ...

You sly woman, you are really adept at playing two-face. <<less

Han Feixu says goodbye to her deskmate and agrees to skip cram school later tonight so they can go see the goddess performing in the city’s center. She went home to take a short nap, only to wake up and find that ten years have passed.... more>>

Han Feixu, with a bewildered look, got up from her bed and looked around the unfamiliar room only to find the goddess wearing casual clothes while leaning indifferently against the doorway, arm stretched out with keys in her hand,

“You’ll need to pick up Yiyi today.”

Han Feixu: "! ! ! ! ? ?"

Later, she went to find that same deskmate from her past.

Her deskmate listens to her story and then stays silent for a long time. The deskmate then takes out a photo of her, her goddess, and a cute little girl.

The deskmate points at the goddess: “This is your wife.”

Han Feixu: “What?!”

The deskmate then points at the little girl: “And this is your daughter.”

Han Feixu: “Huh?!”

The deskmate puts away the photo and pats her on the shoulder: “Don’t worry too much about it. You two will be divorced very soon. Worry about how to get custody over your child instead.”

Han Feixu: “……” <<less