The layout of this bedroom was surprisingly similar to his own, just much larger. Yu Xiaoduo glanced downward. Indeed, things were definitely… bigger.
Meanwhile, over at Yu Xiaoduo’s house.
Gu Wan’er stood frozen in the bathroom, staring blankly at the familiar face in the mirror for a full ten minutes. How had she ended up in the body of that man from the elevator?
It was her very first day as General Manager. There was so much work ahead of her. Why did such a bizarre event have to occur now?
Unlike most women, Gu Wan’er didn’t resort to screaming. She forced herself to stay calm. But then, an urgent need to urinate arose, twisting her expression into one of extreme discomfort. In the end, she had no choice but to sit down on the toilet to take care of it.
Exiting the bathroom, she surveyed Yu Xiaoduo’s bedroom. The walls were plastered with anime posters—Bleach, Naruto, One Piece, and the like. Discarded clothes were tossed carelessly onto a nearby chair. The ashtray on his computer desk overflowed with cigarette butts, and the air was thick with the stale stench of smoke.
It certainly fit that man’s taste. The thought of that Yu Xiaoduo character now inhabiting her body sent a wave of frantic urgency through Gu Wan’er.
She needed to go find “herself” immediately.
Throwing on some clothes haphazardly, Gu Wan’er walked out of the bedroom and immediately spotted Tang Ling, who was busy cooking.
“Duoduo, you’re up so early! Couldn’t sleep because you’re too excited about your blind date tonight?” Tang Ling asked, spatula in hand, looking back at her seemingly dazed son.
Gu Wan’er paused, caught off guard.
“I’m going to work,” she stated flatly and headed for the door to change her shoes. Spotting the car keys on the shoe cabinet, she grabbed them.
Tang Ling walked over, puzzled. “Duoduo, aren’t you going to eat breakfast?”
“No,” Gu Wan’er replied curtly, opening the door and leaving immediately, leaving a bewildered Tang Ling behind.
“What’s gotten into that child today? Overexcited?”
Down in the parking garage, Gu Wan’er got into Yu Xiaoduo’s car and drove straight towards her own residence.
Just waking up, Zhao Liang stood on his balcony, breathing in the fresh morning air—a practice he jokingly called his “air diet.”
When he saw Yu Xiaoduo’s car driving out of the complex, Zhao Liang was stunned. Brother Yu hadn’t waited for him today? Oh no… he must really be angry.
Jiahe No. 1 was where the genuinely wealthy of Longhai City resided. The starting price for a single villa here was in the hundreds of millions of yuan.
At that very moment, Yu Xiaoduo stood before the mirror, examining himself—or rather, herself—and murmured under his breath, “President Gu is about 170 centimeters tall, and her legs account for more than half of that. This is top-tier among the top-tier, the pinnacle of perfection. Even professional models don’t compare.”
Especially now, dressed in a crisp women’s blouse tucked neatly into a skirt, which perfectly outlined the curves of her chest and slender waist, and paired with a fresh pair of nude stockings. Good grief, absolutely stunning.
He recalled his university days when he’d done drag for a performance. He’d had some experience as a “cross-dressing pro” back then, and apparently, those skills hadn’t faded.
Staring into the mirror, Yu Xiaoduo adopted a cold, disdainful expression, as if looking down on someone. He clapped his hands in approval. Perfect. That’s exactly the look.
Suddenly, a ringing sound broke the silence.
Yu Xiaoduo frowned and stepped out of the bedroom; the sound was coming from the living room downstairs.
Only then did he fully realize Gu Wan’er lived in a massive villa. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he could see a sprawling garden and a swimming pool outside. Such a huge place all to herself. Rich people really knew how to live.
He walked over and picked up the phone near the door. “Hello?”
“Miss Gu, this is the gate security. There’s a Mr. Yu here claiming to be a friend of yours. He wishes to see you.”
Yu Xiaoduo froze like a wooden chicken. Mr. Yu? That’s me! Could it be that President Gu has ended up in my body?
“Let him in.”
“Right away, Miss Gu.”
Hanging up the phone, Yu Xiaoduo paced back and forth in his fuzzy bunny slippers. President Gu didn’t waste any time. He could practically sense the murderous intent radiating from her approach.
Wait a minute, why was he feeling so guilty? It wasn’t like he’d caused this mess on purpose.
Gu Wan’er parked the car directly beside the villa but was immediately blocked by her own bodyguards. She nearly fainted from sheer frustration.
“You again? Still trying to get something you don’t deserve, huh? Get lost!”
Gu Wan’er said coldly, “Tell Yu… tell President Gu to come out here!”
“Listen here, punk. Don’t get cocky. You think the Young Miss is someone you can just see whenever you want? Before I lose my temper, get as far away as possible!”
“Have you even looked in the mirror? Trying to chase after the Young Miss. What a joke!”
Gu Wan’er was momentarily at a loss for words.
Just then, Yu Xiaoduo opened the door and stepped outside. Gu Wan’er’s eyes blazed with fury as she took in the sight. How could she be dressed like that!
“Young Miss,” the bodyguards said respectfully.
Yu Xiaoduo could feel “himself” seething with anger. He cleared his throat lightly. “Let him in.”
The bodyguards exchanged bewildered looks. They couldn’t believe their ears!
The Young Miss is actually letting him inside?
Reluctantly, they opened the iron gate. Gu Wan’er stormed towards “herself” and hissed under her breath, “You! Inside, now!”
Yu Xiaoduo waved his hand with a smile. “It’s fine. Everyone, you can go back to your duties.” He then turned and walked back into the house.
The bodyguards stood there, stunned.
“Did the Young Miss just…”
“Did she just smile? I must be seeing things.”
Inside, Gu Wan’er sat on the sofa, her right leg crossed elegantly over her left in a very ladylike posture.
To Yu Xiaoduo’s eyes, however, seeing “himself” sitting like that was nauseating.
Meanwhile, Gu Wan’er glared at “herself” sitting across the way with legs spread wide apart. Her lips nearly twisted with anger. Didn’t she know she was wearing a skirt?
For a long moment, the two of them just stared each other down, neither finding the sight of the other pleasant.
“President Gu, please don’t look at me like that. I have no idea how this happened either,” Yu Xiaoduo finally broke the silence. He couldn’t stand the accusatory glare she was giving him, as if he’d orchestrated the whole thing. If I had that kind of power, I’d be on top of the world by now.
Though furious, Gu Wan’er hadn’t completely lost her reason. “Could you at least sit properly!”
Yu Xiaoduo blinked and quickly pressed his—her—knees together. “And President Gu, could you please sit properly too? Seeing myself like that makes me want to gag.”
Gu Wan’er frowned, realizing she’d been so angry she’d forgotten she was currently in a man’s body.
“Are you wearing leggings ?!”
“Leggings ?”
“You’re wearing a skirt! How could you not wear leggings underneath? Have you no common sense!” Gu Wan’er’s face flushed red with indignation. Just because it wasn’t his own body, did he think he could treat it so carelessly?
Yu Xiaoduo stammered, “Oh… sorry. I’ll go put some on right now.”
“Wait!” Gu Wan’er called out hastily, the mere thought of a man putting leggings on her body making her skin crawl.
“What now?”
“Not yet. We need to figure out how to switch back first,” Gu Wan’er said gravely, utterly unable to accept the idea of a man using her body.
Yu Xiaoduo sat back down. “Alright. Do you have any ideas about what happened?”
Gu Wan’er remained silent, clearly without a clue. She then countered, “Think carefully. Did anything unusual happen before this?”
“I finished gaming last night and went straight to sleep. Next thing I knew, I woke up here.”
“It was much the same for me. I woke up this morning in your bed,” Gu Wan’er said in a low voice. She had nearly scared herself to death when she first woke up.
