Transmigrated Into A Parvenu’s Ex-Wife In The 90s

Shu Yan held her heavy head in her hands as she sat up. She kept seeing black in front of her eyes. Oh boy, all she did was go to bed a little later than usual last night. Could that be the cause of the splitting headache that she was experiencing right now? Was she running a fever?

Her arms and legs felt weak; in fact, her entire body felt weak. She opened her mouth a little, and her throat felt like it was blocked and she couldn't make a sound.

Oh sh*t. So she wouldn't even be able to call an ambulance for herself?

She sat motionlessly for a little before she tried again. Okay, at least she got her voice back. She frantically looked for her cellphone to call for an ambulance. She worked in a foreign city and rented a small room by herself. If she waited for someone to find her, her body would already be cold and stiff.

She fished around under her bed and grabbed a bundle of money. Light blue hundred-dollar bills? Shu Yan paused for a little. She was familiar with this currency – this was the currency used when she was a child. But, the government had issued new bills and these had been gone from the market.

She was very certain she did not have a stash of these bills under her bed. Yesterday was her day off, and she had just put on new bedsheets. Her cellphone was the only thing under her pillow. She did not leave the house all day long, and nobody has been in her room, so where did this money come from?

The most horrifying of all was her hands. Shu Yan might only be fair looking, but she has very pretty hands. Her fingers were long and slender, and her fingernails a heavy rose color. Many people had told her that she should have been trained in piano playing.

But, the pair of hands in front of her was dark and meaty. The skin was coarse and covered in calluses. Shu Yan wriggled the fingers; her hands were not her hands…

Frantically, she flipped over the blanket. Her slender body turned into a chunky one. She pinched the bulged-out stomach and felt pain. A scream was suppressed in her throat and her body trembled uncontrollably.

After a long while….

"Dreaming. I must be dreaming." Shu Yan covered her mouth frightfully. This soft voice did not belong to her; her voice was harder than this.

Everything in front of her turned black again, and she fell back down. A sharp pain and she gained memories that did not belong to her. It was somewhat like watching a movie, except it was someone's entire life.

This person's name was also Shu Yan. She was born in 1967. She came from a poor farming village. Her family has five children with her being the fourth one. She has two older brothers, one older sister, and one younger brother. After graduating from her third year in grade school, Shu Yan started taking care of her little brother as well as taking care of household chores.

She married Ye Zhiqiang from the next village at 17 and gave birth to her eldest daughter, Jingjing, at 18. As she was a daughter, she did not earn the fondness from her husband or her in-laws. She finally gave birth to a son a year ago. One would think that her hardship should be over by then. Unfortunately, Ye Zhiqiang was wealthier now and was no longer content. He now has a lover who was a college graduate and started complaining that his wife was fat, ugly, and uncultured. He insisted on getting a divorce. The original owner was so upset that she committed suicide.

Which was to say that she had transmigrated to become this Shu Yan?