Ji Yunran gathered her robe and walked over to the woman sitting on the bed.
She looked at the face that was identical to hers and was very displeased.
She forcefully slapped the other woman's face, her tone filled with contempt and disdain, "You look much prettier than before, you should feel honored.
For the first twenty-one years, you stole someone else's life, now you've stolen someone else's face.
An Yingying, from beginning to end, you've always been a thief!"
An Yingying glared at her angrily, "I am not a thief!
My life was supposed to be flawless and brilliant!
Why did that damned An Yan have to appear!
If not for her, I would still be the Mu Family's beloved daughter!
Now I'm like a rat in the street, everyone's target!
You think I'm happy to have turned into your likeness?"
Ji Yunran scoffed, "Shouldn't you be happy? You're starting over with countless halos around you."
