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.
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"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's assertive demeanor brought great satisfaction to Old Master Jiang.

"That's right. Do you have any evidence?" Wen Nuan asked, smiling. "I did provide the information, but I won't take responsibility for leaking the answers."

"Open it now," Jiang Ling'er demanded.

The sealed bag was opened without any signs of tampering. Its contents revealed no similar questions, let alone answers.

The dean appeared bewildered. The person who reported the incident insisted that there was an answer, yet this information had no relation to the exam. The dean said, Old Master Jiang smiled and said, "Young comrade, you have the freedom to speak, but you must bear the consequences if you say something false."

The dean felt a pang of guilt but considering his allegiance to the Li family, he said sternly, "Old Master Jiang, I understand your influential background, but our school has a zero-tolerance policy for cheating."

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