The old saying goes, the world is so vast and boundless, filled with countless wonders. It speaks of an unending cycle of life and death, in which the realms of existence are likened to an ocean of three thousand worlds. In this vast ocean, endless dramas unfold, involving countless men and women caught in emotional entanglements.

Given the fleeting nature of life, often just a hurried few decades, people may depart this world with unresolved hatreds, desires and obsessions. These lingering sentiments often follow them into the afterlife, causing resentful spirits to crowd the underworld, spawning vile specters. Thus the mythical creature "Shen"—one of the nine sons of a dragon, was dispatched to the mortal world in the role of a mediator, capable of dissolving these resentful attachments.

Since birth, Shen understood its mission: it possessed the power to weave dreams and create illusions of different worlds. People in the mortal world termed these illusions as "mirages". Unbeknownst to them, these mirages could guide tormented souls through their past dreams, shattering their obsessions, and restoring peace to the three realms.

From the moment Shen gained consciousness, it started working in the city’s temple, often needing to resolve resentful attachments of the departed. As for who it was, where it came from, or why it was doing this work, it never gave it a thought.

In recent days, a few enthusiastic and energetic young interns came to work at the temple. With them handling the regular duties, Shen's days seemed a bit longer.

During festival time, when people were offering incense and prayer, someone brought along a strong liquor.

Shen was a bit tipsy from drinking and saw a soaking wet girl walk in. The girl was staggeringly beautiful, with a head of lustrous black hair that was wet and draped over her shoulders, shielding her exquisite body.

Shen was surprised. Cases that could not be resolved would normally not be sent to her.

"What unfinished desire do you have?" Shen burped from too much liquor and awkwardly rubbed her nose.

The girl seemed oblivious, apparently, she had indulged too long in alcohol.

It took her some time to react; the question posed by Shen was different from the previous ghost officials.

"I don’t know!" she muttered.

Shen scratched her head, "Then why don't you follow them to reincarnate?"

Reincarnate? The girl frowned, showing reluctance.

"I can't bear to leave my mom and dad!"

"So, you still have a wish? Tell me about it!" Such is typical of the spirit Ah Shen, having heard so many of these propositions.

"I, I…" The woman stammered, having no idea she could make a wish. Would she be punished if she wished for something too extravagant?

"Not at all, go ahead! Even if you wish to run for president of the States, that still counts," Ah Shen, struggling to contain her amusement, belched again.

"Ehm!" Now, the girl kindled up some courage, "I want to live in harmony with my spouse, respect each other, and dutifully take care of my parents for the rest of our lives."

Ah Shen nodded her head, let out another belch, and finally, exhaled a bubble.

The woman's spirit, along with Ah Shen, vanished with a 'whoosh'.

Watching this from her office, the assistant Xiao Wan quickly hung up the sign indicating the deity was out on official business and the business was temporarily closed.

She clapped her hands with joy.

Since the deity was absent, she could go check out the handsome guys and flirt around.

Ah Shen, with effort comparable to knitting a sweater with spiritual energy, created a perfect dream deeply rooted in Qi Lan's previous life.

Only then did she recede to Qi Lan’s knowledge-Known Sea, releasing supreme energy that can help people stick to their true selves and clear their minds.

She then wiped out all of Qi Lan’s memories from her death to her time in the underworld.

Next, it was up to Qi Lan herself. Ah Shen, harboring the effects of the wine, comfortably fell asleep within her aura.

In a riverside apartment near the canal, Qi Lan awoke from her dream. Her phone on the nightstand kept vibrating.

Qi Lan surveyed the room before reaching for her phone.

Over a dozen missed calls and hundreds of unread messages; Qi Lan glanced at them.

Hmm, she remembered, she was a violinist, often going abroad for performances.

At this moment, she just got back from a foreign performance, had a meal with Meng Junqi, her childhood sweetheart and fiancé, only for a picture of them to be posted online by a junior actress, who accused Qi Lan of homewrecking. Consequently, she was viciously attacked by the actress's fans.

She posted on Weibo explaining she was Meng Junqi's fiancée, unexpectedly for Meng Junqi to flatly deny it!

The result, of course, was that Qi Lan was increasingly ridiculed and mocked by everyone, with rumors and fabrications about her identity starting to circulate.

Even the orchestra she belonged to was brought into the limelight, the conductor asked her to rest at home and not come to the orchestra rehearsals for the time being.

What would happen next?

Yes, she declared online that she had been Meng Junqi's fiancée for many years, believing it was a settled fact and easy to handle.

Unexpectedly, Meng Junqi directly responded, stating he never agreed to an engagement with her, saying he always viewed her as a daughter of family friends and publicly confessed his love for the junior actress, Yun Xin.

Subsequently, she was massively criticized online again, her address was exposed, she is now being doxed and can't leave her house.

Later, she called Meng Junqi, he refused to answer, she went to his place, resulting in her being photographed and posted online again, while being accused of seducing Meng Junqi.

Under such circumstances, she fell into depression, turned to alcohol, had a car accident, injured her hand, can no longer play the violin, and ended up drinking her sorrows away, finally drowning in her bathtub while taking a bath drunk.

She was a little princess pampered by her parents, she didn't think she had done anything outrageously wrong, why should she die such a suffocating death?

Qi Lan didn't respond to anyone's calls or messages; the circles she was in were filled with people who would flatter or belittle her at their convenience.

She didn't understand why she came back to this apartment after death.

But it did not prevent her from making a firm resolution to rip apart the scumbag man and clear her own name.

Fortunately, her parents had always been deeply in love. Dad recently went abroad for business, and Mom accompanied him, taking the opportunity to travel and shop. Ever since she grew up and became independent, her parents often went out together like this, not returning for two or three months.

With her parents, who shielded her from wind and rain not back yet, she needed to learn to be strong herself this time.

Qi Lan opened her Weibo and casually flipped through it. All were criticising her with the most unpleasant words.

"She looks like a gold digger!"

"I bet she earned the title of a violinist by being an escort!"

"What 'the most beautiful violinist' can compare with our Yun Xin?"

"To the one above, our Xin Xin is uniquely beautiful, she refuses to be compared and be related to an impostor, thank you!"

Qi Lan casually flipped and threw down her phone.

Then she turned on her computer, logged into her bank account online and various official websites of major brands, entered her VIP account, flipped out her social media accounts, and prepared a lot of materials.

At last, she also contacted her company's legal department and had a team of lawyers waiting online.

With everything ready, Qi Lan finally opened her phone, logged in her account, and posted a Weibo message.

"I have never been the third party. Details will be revealed at the live stream at 8pm tonight. Share this Weibo to participate in the raffle. First prize for three people, reward 100,000 yuan. Second prize for ten people, reward limited edition sneakers. Third prize for a hundred people, reward limited edition 'Farm Chemical' skins. We will also draw a lucky audience member once the live ends, there will be a bigger reward at that time."

As soon as this message came out, the internet erupted. Fans of Yun Xin mocked her coldly, but more passersby shared it in succession.

After all, even the most devoted fans need to eat, who doesn't find money enticing?

During this time, Meng Junqi actually called.

Qi Lan snorted coldly, picked up the phone, and started recording.

"Qi Lan, what are you trying to do? Isn't it better to stay out of trouble?"

Qi Lan shrugged her shoulders, "Meng Junqi, does it matter to you whether the daughter of a long-time family friend causes trouble or not? What are you afraid of? When you become infamous on the internet, I'll act accordingly."

Meng Junqi pinched his eyebrows, "Qi Lan, have I ever promised you anything? There's never been any engagement between our two families."

Qi Lan hummed in affirmation.

"That's right. You've only maintained silence when all the elders were complimenting us for being a perfect couple. When your relatives asked about our wedding date, your father took the opportunity to sign a contract with my father. A large amount of money hit your family's project account. You agreed to a ten percent profit margin without a second thought. You've really brewed a great pot of tea."