"Find me, Qi Jianyi?"
Qi Jianyi's eyes flared with a mix of rage and disbelief. The revelation struck her like a lightning bolt—her transmigration had been orchestrated. Her life, the one she had painstakingly built, had been stolen from her.
For once, Qi Jianyi lost control of her emotions. With a fierce cry, she shoved all the books off the table in a fit of anger.
"Argh!" she yelled, the sound echoing through the room.
Desperately biting her lip to hold back her fury, Qi Jianyi's tears spilled freely. The weight of the grievance she had been carrying since her transmigration finally burst forth, overwhelming her.
She had been forced into an exchange of lives with the original Qi Jianyi, with no regard for her own wishes. Everything she had worked so hard for had been taken away from her.
"Qi Jianyi! It was your life that was so miserable. Who gave you the right to steal mine?" she screamed, her voice breaking and hoarse.
