The moment the out-of-control motor car hurtled toward him, Li Hua, the ultimate study warrior from China, replayed his short yet busy life in his mind at lightning speed:

Drowning in exams to survive high school, college and grad school, before he finally passed the civil service exams.

After years of struggle, he had clawed his way to the top, and was about to embrace the dream life—securing a government job and marrying a rich, beautiful wife!

But then—

A sudden, devastating impact struck him from the side without warning. His vision went black, his ears rang, and his mind went utterly blank...

When consciousness returned, Li Hua thought he had dozed off in an exam hall. 

Through the haze, a stream of fluent English conversation reached his ears, and his instincts kicked in—he automatically treated it as a listening comprehension test.

Someone... help me up...

I... I can still keep answering...

Li Hua's mind was still foggy, his eyelids unbearably heavy, but his brain had already begun working at full speed, which instinctively translated the voices echoing around him into his mother tongue:

Speaker A: "You're saying she's lost her mind? What exactly happened?"

Speaker B: "Lady—Lady Flenqi! I beg your forgiveness, this is all my fault! My carriage accidentally hit her... She knocked her head."

Speaker A: "Heavens! How could this happen?"

Speaker B: "Lady Flenqi, my coachman didn't expect her to suddenly dart out from the alley. It all happened so fast... The horses couldn't stop in time..."

Speaker A: "Oh! My brilliant, clever daughter..."

Speaker B: "Lady Flenqi, please, do not grieve too much. I will take full responsibility."

Speaker A: "You mean..."

Speaker B: "Please allow me to marry Miss Flenqi. I have made up my mind—I will take care of her for the rest of my life."

Speaker A: "This..."

Speaker C: "Hah? You want to marry her? My dear little sister is a born failure—she has no talent for magic whatsoever. And now you're telling me she's a drooling simpleton? Have you really thought this through?"

Speaker B: "I understand everything. I will cherish her like the most delicate flower, and protect her from any harm."

Li Hua sucked in a breath and mumbled, "If three long, one short—pick the short one... If three short, one long—pick the long one... This one... Hmm... B?"

The voices instantly fell silent.

Without opening his eyes, Li Hua instinctively reached around for a pen. His fingers fumbled—until he finally grasped something warm and solid.

His eyelids fluttered open with great effort. Just as he was about to mark his answer, he suddenly realized—

This was not an exam hall.

He was lying on a long couch, wrapped in a thick, luxurious fur throw, his cheek pressed against a soft, velvety cushion.

In front of him, three foreigners sat staring at him intently.

The person closest to him was sitting right beside him. And in his right hand—

He was holding that person's finger like a pen.

Li Hua and the stranger locked eyes.

It was a beautiful young man, barely past boyhood. His features were exquisite and well-defined, his fair skin practically glowing, and his eyes—

A breathtaking shade of brilliant blue, twinkling like fallen stars against the night sky. They were so bright, so vivid, that they made his entire face shine.

At this moment, the young man's gaze softened. His lips parted slightly, and in a voice as careful as a breeze, he whispered,

"You're awake... Miss Flenqi?"

MISS your grandpa!

Li Hua's eyes twitched violently.

The young man hesitated, then reached out with his sleeve, attempting to wipe the drool from the corner of Li Hua's mouth.

Hell no.

Li Hua shot upright like a spring to dodge his hand. The sudden movement made his head spin, and he quickly clutched his forehead. His eyes darted wildly around the room.

Where... Where the hell am I?!

Why are there so many foreigners?!

Wait. I... I got hit by a car, didn't I?

Does that mean...

I'm dead?!

A stunningly dressed noblewoman—Lady Flenqi—suddenly stood up. Her extravagant gown rustled as she approached. She held a delicate lace fan in her hand, her expression full of worry.

"My poor girl... My sweet Loewen, are you alright?"

...Poor...girl?!

A powerful wave of perfume hit Li Hua's nose. He stared at the noblewoman's heavily powdered face, his temples throbbing violently. Slowly, almost fearfully, he lowered his gaze—

A slender, petite frame.

A delicate body curled up on the couch, wrapped in layers of pink lace.

Golden hair cascaded like silk, smooth and lustrous, falling in waves over his chest—flat, even beneath the corset.

Li Hua's face instantly turned green.

Oh. My. God.

This isn't heaven.

This is HELL.

Among the three foreigners, the one sitting farthest away was none other than the eldest son of the Flenqi family—Gian.

His sharp, chiseled features tensed as he furrowed his brows. His deep emerald eyes narrowed slightly. Suspicion flickered within them.

Meanwhile, the young man sitting closest—Felix Shillman—suddenly took Li Hua's hand. His gaze was burning with sincerity.

"Miss Flenqi... Please, marry me. I will take care of you for the rest of my life."

WHAT?!

Li Hua yanked his hand away as if it had been scalded, his face a picture of utter disbelief. He frantically shook his head, and rose his voice in a panicked yell:

"No! No no no no way!"

The firm rejection made the young man's face fall instantly. His expression darkened. His bright blue eyes dimmed like a sunset swallowed by storm clouds. He looked like an abandoned puppy.

"...Why?" he murmured, still unwilling to look away.

But before Li Hua could even think of a reply, Felix was rudely shoved aside.

Gian sat down next to him. His cold, sculpted face was unreadable. Then, without warning, he slowly raised three fingers.

...Wait.

Is he doing what I THINK he's doing?!

Li Hua sucked in a deep breath, forcing himself to stay calm. His lips trembled as he tentatively answered the universal test of intelligence—

"...Three?"

Gian froze. Then, after a brief moment of silence, he burst into laughter.

He clapped his hands twice, reached out, and ruffled Li Hua's hair—hard.

"Thank the gods," Gian sighed in relief. "You're not a complete idiot!"

Lady Flenqi, who had been holding back, suddenly burst into tears.

"Oh, my precious baby—thank heavens, oh, thank heavens!"

Felix, who had been left out of the scene, lowered his gaze. His long lashes trembled slightly, casting shadows over his downcast eyes.

His voice was hoarse and barely audible as he muttered, "How wonderful. Miss Flenqi must truly be blessed by the gods."

After the commotion subsided, the guest hall of the Flenqi family grew quiet once again.

Felix rose and bid farewell to the mansion.

Lady Flenqi tightly embraced Li Hua, sighing heavily and repeatedly.

Li Hua, forced to breathe in the suffocating scent of her perfume, slowly realized—he had probably been taken here.

Just like most transmigrators, he immediately declared to the "family" before him that his mind was blank and he couldn't remember a thing.

The hall exploded once more. Lady Flenqi nearly collapsed as she shouted for smelling salts.

Taking advantage of the situation, Li Hua made a quick escape to the bathroom.

By the sink, the mirror reflected a delicate figure. Li Hua stared at the "Disney princess" in the mirror, his eyes nearly tearing apart, his lips twitching.

Though he could just about accept the fact of transmigrating, he absolutely could not accept the fact that he had turned into a young woman!

And not just any woman—a human Barbie!

Help!

Li Hua wailed in front of the mirror, heartbroken as he stared at the reflection.

Well, the little lady was truly stunning. Though her face still bore youthful innocence, it was obvious she would grow into a beautiful woman in just a few years.

But this was him...

And that was downright terrifying!

Li Hua's mind snapped, and after a round of desperate lamenting, he suddenly felt the urge to pee. He glanced at the nearby toilet, then shuffled toward it, hoping to quickly relieve himself.

"Ahh—!"

A scream rang out from the bathroom, followed by hurried, panicked footsteps.

Li Hua, clutching his dress, nearly collided with Lady Flenqi, who had rushed over at the sound.

Gasping for breath, he grabbed her arm and cried, "Oh my God! I'm a guy?!"

Young Master Gian, who had followed closely behind, frowned and calmly pulled him away from his mother. "What's all this about? You always have been."

Lady Flenqi stared blankly at Gian, her tear-streaked eyes wet once more. "Oh God! Could he have forgotten his gender?"

Li Hua couldn't believe it. So... he had transmigrated into a crossdressing big shot?!

Li Hua had originally been a handsome, confident young man with excellent grades at school. The girls in his college had called him "Heartthrob" in private. But now, though relieved that he hadn't changed gender, he had turned into a short, delicate, effeminate figure—he just couldn't accept it!

"Why... why am I wearing a dress?" Li Hua's mind was in turmoil as he stammered out the question.

Lady Flenqi blinked in surprise, then answered as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, "You've always worn it this way. We've raised you like a daughter."

Li Hua couldn't believe his ears. His green eyes were wide open as he hoarsely demanded, "Why?!"

Lady Flenqi opened her mouth but couldn't find the words. She put her hand on her forehead in frustration. 

Gian, who had been watching them with his arms crossed, narrowed his eyes and shook his head.

Both of their faces showed an expression that clearly said, "This kid must have really knocked his head hard."

Gian, still with his arms crossed, coldly sneered, "Because you have no magical talent."

Lady Flenqi added with a sigh, "Getting married as a woman is your only way out."