On the first day of college, Jiang Ling'er died from an accidental electrocution in her room. Unexpectedly, she actually transmigrated into a novel. She became the female supporting character whose life was on the line because she tried to steal the female lead's man.

Jiang Ling'er checked her bank account and discovered that she had so much money! 

"This world is wonderful. I should live a good life. I can approach many handsome men, so why should I stick to just one?" She immediately said out loud.

"Ling'er, I know you love Li Yan deeply too," Bai Xue said.

"Don't make things up. Aren't there other men apart from Li Yan?" Jiang Ling'er asked.

"Ling'er, aren't we best friends?" Bai Xue asked.

"If this is what being best friends means, I'd rather be a man," Jiang Ling'er said.
***
"Jiang Ling'er, what must I do for you to stop bothering me?" Li Yan asked.

"Dude, please have some self-respect. Don't overthink things," Jiang Ling'er said.

"Drop the act. I won't fall in love with you," Li Yan said.

"Please look into a mirror. See what you look like right now. I'm not blind!" Jiang Ling'er retorted.

"I think I like you," Li Yan said.

"God! Please spare me. Don't torture my eyes with an ugly loser like him!" Jiang Ling'er exclaimed.

"You like me too, don't you?" Li Yan asked.

"Who gave you guts to say such things? Did God do it? Please look in the mirror!" Jiang Ling'er exclaimed.

Jiang Ling'er was rich and pretty. Why did she have to fall for an arrogant idiot? This was her second chance at life. Naturally, she would live the way that pleased her the most!

After I Transmigrated, the Male Lead Blames Me for Not Loving Him

Jiang Ling'er rolled her eyes. This coward was afraid to offend the Wen Family, so he made Jiang Ling'er do the talking.

"Dean, how would I know who provided you with this problematic information?" Jiang Ling'er retorted.

The dean didn't expect Jiang Ling'er to throw the question back at him. He grew furious.

The vice-principal furrowed his brow and spoke, "Old Master Jiang, the information was given to your granddaughter by Miss Wen."

Old Master Jiang scoffed, "Ha, that doesn't mean there's a problem. How did Miss Wen score? Full marks too?"

"Miss Wen did not take the test," the vice-principal replied.

"In that case, where does the so-called problematic information originate from?" Old Master Jiang asked.

The vice-principal looked at the dean, signaling for him to explain.

The dean was stunned and unable to say anything.

Coward