"The divorce papers are right here. Just sign them."
By the hospital bed, I watched as he held another woman in his arms, his gaze filled with nothing but disgust when it looked at me.
I no longer had any energy to play his games. I knew my time was running out. Summoning the last of my strength, I signed the papers. He smirked at the woman beside him, as if to say, "See? I knew she'd sign."
In my final moments, I suddenly smiled with bitter realization. "Lin Xuyan, the stupidest thing I ever did was loving you."
He coldly took the signed agreement and left with his beloved. Then, my heartbeat stopped.
—But, I didn't die.
"You're awake?"
A young woman's tearful voice reached my ears, trembling with both concern and disbelief.
The blinding white ceiling and sharp scent of disinfectant told me I was in a hospital—but not the one from my car accident. Everything here looked completely unfamiliar.
I looked down at pale, slender fingers with perfectly manicured nails. I never did my nails like this. These weren't my hands.
Touching my face, I found smooth, flawless skin—no trace of the scars from my crash.
This wasn't my body.
"Nan Zhi, are you really okay?" The unfamiliar girl by my bedside had red-rimmed eyes from recent crying.
"Who are you?" I asked.
She looked shocked. "I'm Candy, your assistant! What's wrong? Don't you remember me?"
I frowned at the reflection in the window—that face looked so familiar. Wait, what did she call me? Nan Zhi（whose name Gardenia）
Nanzhi_SoSweet
A top-tier internet celebrity with stunning looks and a bombshell figure, famous for her "sexy-sweet girl" persona. She'd gone viral with cosplay videos, amassing millions of followers.
Had I... reincarnated into her?
"...Why am I in the hospital?" I forced calm into my voice.
"You... jumped from your apartment balcony. Luckily you landed on grass. The doctors said you're incredibly lucky to be alive."
"Jumped?" I whispered. But I'd died from complications after a disfiguring car crash.
Candy's voice shook. "The police found no signs of intrusion... no suicide note... Everyone thought you couldn't handle the pressure. But you're terrified of heights! You couldn't even stand near a fifth-floor balcony. How could you—?"
Tears fell again. "I'll never believe you'd do this."
My name was Su Xiaoran. Before nineteen, my life had been wrapped in warmth.
Raised single-handedly by my gentle, steadfast mother—the person who loved me most in this world. People said single-parent children grew up starved for affection, but I never felt that way.
Until her illness. Until she left.
That winter, she transferred all her assets to me from her hospital bed. "Ranran," she said, "even gone, I want you to live with dignity."
That day broke me. I cried until my mind went blank, unable to imagine life without her.
Afterward, I clung to the only familiar presence left—Lin Xuyan, my college sweetheart.
Charming and attentive, he'd supported me through my grief. Back then, I thought that was love.
In my vulnerability, I told him about my inheritance. Young and trusting, I held nothing back.
We married after graduation.
The early days were sweet. He promised me a home, a future, children. When I got pregnant later, I thought it would bring us closer.
Instead, he grew distant—endless "business dinners," sometimes not coming home at all.
My pregnancy was brutal. Hyperemesis left me hospitalized on IV nutrients. Yet he couldn't even answer my calls.
One night, I checked his phone.
A chat with "QingqianBaby" glared at me—sugary voice notes begging for visits, pages of luxury gift receipts, then photos of them together. Compromising selfies.
My stomach twisted. The baby kicked violently, as if sensing the betrayal.
What followed were endless fights. That day, he met my accusations with silence, then a sneer, before slamming the door.
I chased him barefoot into the garage, where a speeding car forced me to dodge—smashing my head against concrete steps.
Blood pooled.
The accident destroyed my face and last hopes. Three failed surgeries left permanent scars. The trauma killed my baby, then nearly killed me.
When Lin Xuyan finally visited, he brought divorce papers.
I signed them, severing my final tie to that life.
I thought that was the end.
Yet here I was—alive in another woman's body.