Jiang Qingyue’s soul was snatched from her body while she dozed off during a meeting. She found herself in the Underworld’s Reincarnation Management Office, queuing at the rebirth window. Her identity could not be verified, and the staff blamed an intern mistake. A man in black brocade robe, who had just finished his own procedure, suddenly choked her upon hearing her name, then released her, apologizing for mistaking her for someone else. Jiang Qingyue sat on the ground crying, which earned her a VIP meeting. She demanded to be sent back, but her body had been donated; she demanded rebirth, but her resentment was too low; she demanded reincarnation, but she was not on the list. The staff offered a transmigration experience card instead. She set three conditions: a golden finger, use of her purchased apartment as a space, and the ability to continue using her phone and savings. The staff allowed her apartment as space and let her order supplies before departure. She bought everything she could with her remaining money. Her final request was to be reborn as a post‑2000s baby, rejecting earlier decades. The staff nodded ambiguously, and she vanished in white light.Jiang Qingyue landed on a man in a dark room. She was now a fat eighteen‑year‑old girl with grimy skin and greasy hair. The man was Song Yan, the original owner’s husband, whom she had forced to marry. He had been drugged by the original owner and smashed his own head to stay conscious. Jiang Qingyue immediately tried to help, but he kicked her off the bed, threatening to kill her if she touched him. She quickly got up, brought cold water, and suggested he relieve himself if needed, then fled outside. While he splashed water, she tested her conditions and found her apartment intact, with all ordered packages piled inside. Relieved, she ate a piece of cake and went to the bathroom. The mirror revealed a horrifying sight: a fat, sloppy woman covered in dirt and acne. She scrubbed herself clean with shampoo and body wash, trimmed her nails, and applied an anti‑inflammatory mask. After washing her clothes and drying them, she dressed and re‑entered the courtyard.She carried medicine and an oil lamp to Song Yan, who was pretending to sleep. She gently disinfected his wound and bandaged it. He noted her clean smell and changed behavior, suspecting she might have also been reborn. She slept on a mat behind a straw curtain. The next morning, she woke sore and stepped out. She saw that the original owner’s side of the room was a filthy mess of debris, while the common areas were relatively clean, likely maintained by Song Yan. He was still in bed, and after checking his breathing, she went outside. She walked the courtyard and learned from the original owner’s memory that after marriage they had separated from the extended family into two mud‑brick rooms: one bedroom and one kitchen. The kitchen was basic with only salt and lard.Determined to improve the situation, she decided to use cooking to break the ice. She found nearly empty grain bins, so she took a handful of broken rice and secretly added rice from her space to cook porridge for Song Yan. She then entered her space, cooked frozen wontons, and ate breakfast. While eating, she heard a knock. She rushed out and opened the door to find a thin, pale woman of about forty, who was Song Yan’s mother, Wu Shi. Wu Shi asked why she was up so early. Jiang Qingyue, trying to preempt any complaints about the previous night, quickly replied that Song Yan had accidentally hit his head earlier.The story reaches this point, showing Jiang Qingyue’s accidental death, bureaucratic confusion in the underworld, her forced transmigration into a difficult marriage, her acceptance of the conditions, and her initial efforts to adapt, clean herself, tend to Song Yan’s injury, and begin building a new life while concealing her modern resources. The main conflict is the tense relationship with Song Yan, who sees her as the same scheming woman from the past. Her goal is to survive, repair relations, and live a better life, though the long‑term resolution remains open. The narrative follows her from helpless soul to pragmatic survivor, using her space and knowledge to navigate poverty and hostility.
