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Chapter 1 – Your Life Is Running Out (1)

BUZZ—

The cell phone next to Gu Shishi vibrated.

BUZZ! BUZZ!

It vibrated two more consecutive times and finally Gu Shishi was woken up from her deep, pitch-black sleep.

She opened up her eyes groggily. The room was pitch black except for a sliver of light shining in through a crack in front of her.

Gu Shishi rotated her sore neck a little bit and slightly moved her legs that were still crossed.

Did she dozed off while she was reading again?

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Picking up her cell phone that was next to her thigh, she squinted her eyes and looked at the screen.

After the strong light from the screen hit her eyes, her face darkened.

She was still alive?

She distinctly remembered dying in a multiple-car accident.

Recalling the gruesome scene from the accident, painful memories flooded back to her, she turned pale and broke up into a cold sweat.

While she frowned and sorted out her memories, her cell phone buzzed a couple more times.

[Young Master Cheng is on his way up!]

Gu Shishi paused for a second.

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Who was that?

And what were they talking about?

Before she could figure out what was going on, she felt a cold breeze on her. She looked down at herself. Under the dim light of the screen, she saw that the only thing she had on was a spaghetti-strap chemise.

She was stunned. A slight movement of her arm, and she hit the wooden board in front of her!

It made a small banging noise and she was even more confused.

"What... is this? A closet?"

Gu Shishi felt up and down, then left and right around herself. This was getting more bizarre.

She was sitting inside a small and narrow wooden chest and on both sides of her were rows and rows of man's suits.

Which was to say that right now she was sitting inside a man's closet with its doors closed.

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She was just about to open up the closet door when she suddenly heard a man's voice from outside the room.

Gu Shishi froze in mid-action.

The next moment, with a creaking sound, the room door outside of the closet was opened.

"Mmm, Shuangshuang, I need to talk to my brother about something and I will be downstairs shortly," came a male voice that was gentle like jade.

Gu Shishi's groggy brain finally had it all strung together from that line.

Young Master Cheng.... Brother.... Shuangshuang..... closet.....

BOOM! And all the memories flooded her brain.

That was the cliché novel that she was reading in the taxi.

Gu Shishi, the cannon fodder in the story, was born into wealth, but was accidentally switched at birth with the fake young mistress Gu Wushuang, the daughter of a peasant family.

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