Chapter 1 Little Disaster Star Cheers Up (1)_1

"Oh, sister-in-law, haven't we already made a deal? Why are you changing your mind now? Don't be fooled by how thin this girl looks; she's got plenty of strength!"

"Hmph, plenty of strength indeed! She bashed her head open bloodily as soon as she entered! I bought her to bring good fortune, not to seek death! Truly an omen of ill luck! Quickly, take her away!"

"Please, sister-in-law, eight taels, eight taels! I won't ask for ten taels anymore, just eight taels of silver will do!"

"I won't buy her even for eight taels!"

"Six taels! I can't go any lower."

"Five taels!"

"Sister-in-law, you're being too..."

Lin Yuan was awoken by the sound of haggling. As she opened her eyes, she could only see a blur of blood before her; and when she instinctively reached up to touch her forehead and saw the sticky crimson blood on her palm, her consciousness snapped to almost full alertness!

As the popular and highly sought-after Main Chef of a five-star hotel, Lin Yuan naturally became the delicacy that every restaurant scrambled for. But who could have predicted that this young beauty, at the peak of her career, would encounter a robbery as she prepared to drive home from the underground parking lot for a well-deserved rest. It was one thing to be robbed; she gave them her bag, money, and car keys. But why did she still end up lying in a pool of her own blood? Lin Yuan shook her head and suddenly regretted how easily she had given in. If the price of compromising with a bad person was her life, then she surely would have fought back with all her might!

But now, she felt nothing but weakness and pain burning her throat.

Lin Yuan was just thinking of getting up to seek revenge on the robber when her head suddenly throbbed painfully, and a flood of unfamiliar images surged before her eyes, the excruciating pain making her scream out in shock.

"Little Disaster..." A woman came running over, but upon reaching her, the words changed, filled with indulgence and worry, "Yuanyuan, my precious Yuanyuan, you're awake! You scared auntie to death."

The woman opposite continued to ramble on, but Lin Yuan had already pieced together those unfamiliar scenes and instantly realized her predicament. It turned out she had long since died at the hands of the robber and transmigrated into the body of this twelve-year-old girl, also named Lin Yuan, who currently lay here. The body she now occupied had been tricked into being a "bride" of good luck and, refusing to comply, had banged her head against a wall and died. And this woman, dressed in a brand-new cotton dress with silver hairpins, was none other than the culprit behind it all, and the dear aunt who had died!

No wonder her mother had repeatedly advised her not to go, this aunt who usually wouldn't even glance at her properly and constantly called her a 'Little Disaster Star.' How could she suddenly be so kind as to offer her a job? The original owner of the body wasn't without suspicion, but her family's dire situation made it impossible to resist the offer. With a father disabled, a mother frail, and two younger sisters all skin and bones, how could she let go of the opportunity to earn money? Her parents were still waiting for her to earn silver to treat their illnesses.

A sharp pang tugged at Lin Yuan's heart. This naive girl, the woman had managed to trick her so easily by exploiting her weakness! Another simple soul doomed by her own purity!

Lin Yuan silently clenched her blood-stained hand and mourned for the original soul for a brief ten seconds. Speaking of which, this girl was pitiable; at the age of three, she was predicted by the village soothsayer to be a "Lucky Star," destined for wealth or nobility. However, that good fortune was short-lived. Three days after her fortune was told by the blind soothsayer of the village, he tripped over a doorstep he had crossed for over thirty years and died right outside his own home—a peculiar event in the village, indeed. Naturally, since that day, she was no longer the envied 'Lucky Star' but became the despised 'Little Disaster Star.'

Afterwards, her mother gave birth to two more daughters and couldn't bear a son, leading people to suggest that it was because her fate was too strong and unable to bring forth a brother. Later still, when her mother finally did have a son, dispelling the rumor of her being 'too strong-willed,' tragically, the boy didn't live to see his first month. Village gossip grew even worse than before; she went from being 'too strong' to being a 'doomed lone star,' destined to curse all her kin with death. Sure enough, the newly born brother died—presumably because of her. To make matters even less favorable, her mother hadn't been able to become pregnant for three consecutive years afterward, not to mention bear another son, not even another daughter!