Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart - Chapter 1097 - Chu Qi And The Little Princess Were Meant To Live

Looking at the system’s golden fingers after crossing through it, what can Susie do? Su Shi is also very desperate!

However, the next scene made him stunned.
A popular female star, suddenly confessed to him?
The sister of the relationship is like a fire, actually cooking for him?
Never look at a man’s cold and proud school flower, do you want to live in his home as a fiancee?

Did this group of girls brains? I don’t know them at all! ! !
of course not! It is because they have acquired the subsystem of Su Shi’s protagonist system, and they have a main task that they can’t think of!
– Become a girlfriend of Su Shi!

- Description from uukanshu translation

Ever since He Mulan, a 28 year old forensic investigator, transmigrated into the post-army civilian Hua Mulan’s body, she’s been under a lot of pressure. Unlike the folktale ending, there are no flowers or applause to be found here. After leaving the army and returning to her hometown, word by the countryside has painted the now 32 year old Hua Mulan as a homicidal maniac, an old hag, and a freak of nature, among other nasty things. Between piecing together Hua Mulan’s scattered memories, grappling with her fellow villagers’ prejudice against her, and fending off Mrs Hua’s attempts to match make her, He Mulan has her hands full. All He Mulan wants to do is protect Hua Mulan’s body till her soul comes back, but fate has other plans…

- Description from Novelupdates

After being framed by her boyfriend and best friend, Nicole ended up spending the night with a mysterious stranger. She thoroughly enjoyed the unexpected rendezvous, but when she woke up the next morning, she couldn’t help but feel bad about what she did. All of her guilt, however, was washed away when she saw the face of the man lying next to her.

“He’s... beautiful,” she whispered, awed by what she was seeing. Her guilt quickly turned into shame, and it drove her to leave the man a bit of money before she left.

Kerr was astounded. ‘Did that woman try to pay me? Like a prostitute?’ he thought, offended. “Ask the hotel manager for the surveillance video,” he commanded his assistant authoritatively, his eyebrows furrowed. He had a determined expression on his face. “I want to find out who was in my room last night.”

‘And when I find that woman, I’m going to teach her a lesson!’

Where will their story go?