Nunu

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

The receptionist politely said, "The assistant hasn't told us anything yet. Please wait patiently, Miss Zhang. If we let you up now, not only will our salaries be deducted, but we might also be fired."

Zhang Nuannuan frowned and asked, "Is there anyone up there now?"

The receptionist said, "Wen Group's CEO and the Jian family's young chairman are currently up there."

"So, they're discussing business?" Zhang Nuannuan asked tentatively.

"Miss Zhang, I'm just a receptionist," said the receptionist with a smile.

In other words, how could she know what her boss was doing?

"Alright, I understand. You can leave," said Zhang Nuannuan.

After saying that, she deliberately kicked the chest pad she was stepping on to the front desk.

The receptionist felt something fly to her side. She instinctively looked down, instantly stunned.

A Sponge Rag?