Wanwan is not Wanwan: Who will spoil you after you are reborn?

At this time, Pei Wanwan was staring blankly at the top of her head. Seeing the unfamiliar environment, she was dazed for a moment.

She remembered that she had died and then came back to life, but she was reborn in the body of a woman named Shen Wanwan. Shen Wanwan was also resurrected in her body, but where was Shen Wanwan?

She wouldn't leave me alone and run away, would she? She's the daughter of a prime minister, wouldn't she do something so shameless?

"Squeak!"

The door was gently pushed open from the outside. Pei Wanwan was startled. She turned her head and saw a familiar face. A smile instantly crossed her pale face. "You're here? I knew you wouldn't be heartless, unlike my scumbag father."

Pei Wanwan had changed out of her bright red wedding gown and, like Shen Wanwan, was wearing a light yellow long dress.

Seeing my body walking towards me, the feeling is very special, very strange, a little awkward, but also very expectant. It feels like I am looking at myself, and like I am looking at others. It is very mysterious.

Pei Wanwan was so focused on looking at Shen Wanwan that she didn't even notice the man in gray following Shen Wanwan in.

Shen Wanwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the same as Pei Wanwan, but she still remembered that there was a strange man following her.

"Look at you, what nonsense are you talking about? You may have forgotten what our relationship is, but I can't. How can I abandon you?"

She walked quickly forward, winking at Pei Wanwan as she walked. Pei Wanwan frowned, "What's wrong with your eyes? Did sand get stuck in them? You have to be nicer to this body. After all, it's mine..."

Shen Wanwan was so frightened that her soul almost left her body. She threw herself on Pei Wanwan and covered her mouth with her hands. "We are safe here because we were saved by this Mr. Mo Xuan. I heard that he is a businessman from Jiangnan, and he can give us a ride back to the capital."

Pei Wanwan was visibly startled when she heard the name Mo Xuan. Then she noticed a middle-aged man leaning against the door. "Mo Xuan?"

The man's eyebrows twitched, but he shook his head. "My last name is Mo, and my given name is Xuan. You can just call me Master Mo."

Shen Wanwan's eyebrows knitted together slightly. There was something wrong with Mo Xuan's attitude. He had just asked me to call him "Brother Mo Xuan", so why was he...

No, he must know Wanwan!

Pei Wanwan's eyes burned, and she looked away. "How rude! I made a fool of myself for Master Mo. Master Mo saved my life, and I will always remember your kindness and repay you with gratitude."

Now she is the same as Wanwan, both Wanwan and Wanwan. As long as she doesn't say her last name, no one will know who she is talking about.

The man looked at Pei Wanwan deeply, and always felt that there was a strange feeling about her. The feeling was both familiar and strange, and it was hard to explain.

He shook his head secretly, his gaze falling on Shen Wanwan again, "You guys chat first, I'll bring you some food."

The man said this without stopping, turned and walked out of the room, closing the door gently and considerately.

Shen Wanwan sat down next to the bed. "Your wound is quite serious. Let me see if it's festering. It needs to be treated immediately. Also, you need to tell me if you know that person just now."

After she finished speaking, regardless of whether Pei Wanwan was willing or not, she reached out to pull off her clothes. The wound had already been treated and bandaged.

Shen Wanwan loosened her hands and looked at her body. She felt uncomfortable no matter how she looked at it.

Pei Wanwan suppressed her emotions and shook her head slightly, "I don't know him, but he gives me a strange feeling, like..."

Seeing her hesitation, Shen Wanwan couldn't help but remind her, "Don't forget that we're both tied to the same rope. If you don't tell me something and someone else finds out, we might have to suffer through it all over again."

I finally got a chance to survive. Although this exchange of identities is very strange, it is much better than being a ghost. If I die again, I won’t be so lucky to live again.