Nine out of ten gamblers lose; I've run into a jerk!

Chapter 1 The Record of the Lili Plain

A green-clad girl with her hair styled in double buns leaned to one side, shoving her way through the gauze curtains to peek inside. Her big eyes blinked rapidly, but she could see nothing but the hazy furniture and furnishings.

She faintly heard strange cries that sounded like "hehe," "haha," and "wuwu," which made her curiosity itch like a cat scratching at her.

"Fangyu, come here and help me split a piece of wire."

Upon hearing this, the girl, who had gained nothing, pouted in frustration and turned her gaze to the girl in red who was sitting on the porch, unmoved by anything around her, doing her needlework.

The quick-witted boy darted over and squatted down beside him, absentmindedly taking a bundle of embroidery thread from the basket.

The strange noises inside the house were intermittent, occasionally interspersed with some incomprehensible words, but from the emotions they conveyed, one could sense that they were cursing very vulgarly.

Fangyu covered her mouth and whispered, "Wenying, what do you think is wrong with the young lady? Could she be possessed?"

Otherwise, why would he jump into the lake so early in the morning, and then act strangely after being pulled out?

The girl named Wen Ying turned her head to look at Fang Yu, raised her hand and tapped her eyelid with two fingers together, then slid down her face to pat her earlobe, finally stopping at her lips and making two horizontal strokes to the left and right.

Fangyu pouted: "Okay, I know~"

Wen Ying nodded in satisfaction and continued embroidering.

Meanwhile, in the dormitory room just a wall away, a young girl in her prime, with her black hair disheveled and her white satin undergarment loosely tied, lay sprawled on the bed like a mushy noodle, staring wide-eyed at the ceiling, muttering curses under her breath.

With Mom as the center and relatives as the radius, greetings begin from the ancestors eighteen generations back.

"My parents are both alive, my brothers are kind and respectful, my career is successful, I am rich and powerful, and my pond is full of fish..."

"Born a winner in life, no need to rely on time travel or a comeback..."

"Even if I have to wear it, you can't turn a grown man like me into a woman!"

"Who was that amazing person who pulled off such a crazy stunt?!"

That's right, this seemingly insane girl is a time traveler; just a day ago, she was a vibrant young man.

Shen Qing was born into a wealthy family, a true heiress. Her family has been in business for generations, and money is just a number to them. She was born at the top and has absolutely no interest in doing business.

In his words, since he could inherit shares without doing anything anyway, he might as well let his dad and brother do the work.

But what's the difference between someone so young who has no ambition and a salted fish?

Because of his wealthy ancestors, who married beautiful women for generations, it was hard for his genes not to be good. Shen Qing was narcissistic and loved to show off, earning him the nickname "Human Peacock".

He figured he was as handsome as Pan An and wanted more people to admire him, so he happily entered the entertainment industry.

Some people are just naturally gifted, born with a silver spoon in their mouths, able to perform extraordinary feats of life without ever experiencing hardship.

He won the Best Actor award at the age of 27, and has won numerous awards in his ten years in the industry, captivating countless fans.

Although Shen Qing has plenty of capital, he is also truly dedicated. He can master almost anything that a human can learn, whether it's dialogue or action scenes, regardless of the filming schedule or cost, striving for authenticity. This is probably the purity of not caring about money. Of course, it's also because his vengeful older brother is carrying the burden for him.

Regarding character, he doesn't smoke or drink excessively, pays taxes on time, and actively participates in public welfare activities. How can he not be a model youth who embodies the "Five Stresses and Four Beauties"?

If I had to point out a problem, it would be this one major flaw – I have an ailment.

Shen Qing felt that there was nothing wrong with him. Being lecherous meant that he had normal aesthetic sense, and raising fish meant that he was ambitious.

Qing's fans also think there's nothing wrong with it. You can't expect a rich and handsome man to be faithful, after all, they only see the handsome men on the screen who maintain their wifely virtues through poverty, and they only regret that they have reached the age of being rich but do not have the ability to be rich.

As for the moral condemnation, criticism, and insults from his haters, he selectively ignored them. Who told him not to rely on fan economy for a living? With a brother like him, he can do whatever he wants!

Passersby commented that it's rare to find a decent actor these days, and as long as he doesn't break the law by working on a sewing machine, they'll just have to make do with watching him.

Getting back to the main point, how did Shen Qing transmigrate here?

As the saying goes, if you walk by the river long enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet; even the best time management master can't escape the hellish situation.

At an ordinary business cocktail party, his mermaid and great white shark met...

"Shen Qing! How many girlfriends do you have?!"

"Ah, this..."

Shen Qing remained silent for a long time, so long that Linda and Wendy thought he was too ashamed to speak, before he finally spoke.

"That should be enough for a mahjong game."

"Only four?"

The two women clearly didn't believe her. Shen Qing touched her nose awkwardly and said, "Your mahjong set only has four tiles?"

"..."

"..."

After a brief silence, Shen Qing was met with a splash of red wine and a string of curses.

"Go to hell! I curse you to be reborn as a woman and meet two scumbag men who play mahjong!!!"

Shen Qing instinctively closed his eyes and dodged, but when he opened them again, he saw the moonlight was hazy. Huh? How did he end up outdoors?

“It’s late, young lady, it’s time to go to bed.”

Shen Qing turned to look at the girl in red who looked like a maid, then looked around and found himself in a pavilion with tea and snacks on a blue stone table.

Countless questions arose in my mind: How could such a small amount of alcohol cause me to hallucinate?

Looking down at her clothes and slender wrists, she thought, "Am I dreaming? It must be a dream. How could I have blacked out?"

Shen Qing, who was very good with wine, obediently walked out of the pavilion with the help of a maid. They walked around the flowers, trees and rocks in the garden, and passed through three hanging flower gates to arrive at a courtyard. Under the moonlight, the three characters on the plaque could be clearly seen: Yilan Courtyard.

Ascending the steps along the blue brick path to the wooden corridor, a maid in green opened the lattice-carved door.

Upon entering, one sees a black lacquered square table in the center, and behind it, under a round lattice window, sits a carved pearwood chaise lounge. Beside it is a gold-painted landscape-patterned incense table, with a lion-shaped incense burner on it emitting wisps of smoke. Turning to the right and passing a purple lacquered ivory screen carved with begonias, one sees a thousand-bow canopy bed, with a mahogany carved cabinet at the head of the bed. At the other end, a jade dressing table stands with a bronze mirror with phoenix and rhombus patterns, and a mother-of-pearl inlaid box beside it.

The details of this dream are really accurate. Maybe it's because I've filmed too many period dramas. Shen Qing was in a daze as her maid helped her remove her clothes, shoes and socks, lay down on the bed, closed her eyes, and thought, "Sleep well, I'll be fine when I wake up tomorrow morning."

Wen Ying covered him with the blanket, then slowly left the room and closed the door.

next morning

"what--"

A sharp female voice echoed through the Yilan Courtyard, startling birds into flight and causing them to flutter away from their branches, heralding the start of a new day.

A girl dressed in plain nightgown burst out of the door, ran barefoot into the courtyard, looked around, slapped her cheeks from time to time, and hugged herself with a fearful expression.

Hearing the commotion, the maids and servants rushed over. The girl became even more frightened upon seeing them and turned to run away.

In her panic, Shen Qing ran haphazardly through the artificial hill, leaped over the wooden fence, and pushed aside the obstructing vines. Her skirts fluttered in the wind, and the person behind her chased after her relentlessly, calling out to her.

"Watch out, lady!"

"Quickly, go and fetch the mistress!"

……

Shen Qing stared blankly at her slender reflection in the lake, feeling utterly hopeless. She thought, "Perhaps I should start over."

"Puff-"

"Ahhh—the girl has fallen into the water!"