After being sent to the group show by rich parents, I exploded

Chapter 1 Reborn as a wealthy young lady
Fengya opened her eyes in a daze, only to see the pale and boundless ceiling.

The slightly pungent smell of disinfectant lingering at the tip of her nose reminded her in good time: this is a hospital.

It seemed that she had noticed her movement, and before she could turn her head, there was a rush of footsteps in her ears.

The high heels tapped the ground crisply, from far to near.

In the next second, a gorgeous and unfamiliar face came into Feng Ya's eyes.

The woman seemed to have just cried.He looked her up and down with watery eyes, and after confirming that no arms or legs were missing, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Songsong~ are you awake?"

"Does your head still hurt? Can your eyes see? If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell mom! Do you know—"

"Songsong?" Feng Ya blinked her eyes, interrupting her rambling concern with a puzzled expression.

As if aware of her abnormality, the woman was silent for a while.

Then he said tentatively: "Your name is Feng Yasong, you are 18 years old this year, your family lives in Room [-], Building [-], Duan Dou Garden, your father's name is Hu Yingjun, and your mother's name is Zhang Xiaoli..."

Fengya: "???"

She was even more confused: "Isn't this a line from "Big Ear Tutu"?"

Why are you saying this all of a sudden?Connector password?

In the next second, she saw the strange woman in front of her who claimed to be her mother nodded, and said in a relieved tone, "Very good, it seems that the brain is not broken."

Fengya: "???"

Let's just say is there a possibility that you are the one who really broke his brain?

The owed words slipped around her mouth, and finally turned into a self-deprecating joke: "Maybe I lost my memory."

Otherwise, she couldn't explain why she was reading the script carefully at home, and suddenly her eyes went dark, and when she opened her eyes again, she was here.

"Impossible!" The woman said confidently, "How can anyone remember their favorite cartoon after losing their memory?"

Fengya: "..."

It seemed reasonable, but she couldn't refute it.

After chatting back and forth like this for a while, Fengya used fragmentary information to piece together a fact that was even more unacceptable to her than amnesia:

Her soul has passed on to someone else!
Relying on the memories left in her body, Feng Ya quickly sorted out the identity information of the original owner.

The owner of this body is named Feng Yasong, who is 18 years old this year.

His father, Feng Jiqing, is a well-known entrepreneur in Huaguo, and his mother, Zhao Xuesong, is also a descendant of a famous family.

The real rich and pampered young lady!And it is only begotten!

The people who want to wear their souls on her body every day are connected, and it is estimated that they can circle the earth several times!

Fengya is not happy at all.

Although she has no father and no mother, and grew up relying on the alms of her adoptive parents' family, fate gave her the talent of acting very fairly.

Let her be a god when she debuted, won numerous awards at home and abroad, and became the most powerful contender for the best actress in this year's Scao.

As long as she wins this award again, she will be the first Grand Slam actress to win Best Actress in the three major international film festivals and Scau!

Just thinking about it makes Fengya's blood boil.

A ghost wants to be the pampered eldest lady of a wealthy family, and she wants to be the queen of the grand slam!

If she can find her body, maybe wear it back?
Taking chances, Feng Ya looked at the well-maintained lady in front of her with a smile.

The alienation and defense just now disappeared, leaving only the cuteness like a little girl: "Zhao...ah no, mom~"

This voluntary submissive tone caught Zhao Xuesong's heart, and she took off her murderous aura of "ready to roll up her sleeves to hit a child at any time", and sat down by the bed: "Aren't you pretending to be crazy?"

Fengya let out a 'hurt', acting as if she was real: "I just teased you, I wanted to see how you would react if I lost my memory~"

After she was almost fooled, she changed the topic: "Mom, do you know Fengya?"

"Fengya?" Zhao Xuesong looked regretful: "Isn't it the big star who died suddenly at home two days ago?"

"And won the Best Actress award at the Scala Awards this year! It's a pity that she can't accept the award herself."

"Her family is also a group of people who are open to seeing money. Just after announcing the news of her death, they auctioned off the right to broadcast her funeral at a sky-high price."

As Zhao Xuesong said, he handed the phone to Fengya.

On the other hand, she cursed and continued to complain about her: "I pretended to give fans around the world a chance to say goodbye to her, but my mother has already opened a membership, and the platform wants me to order ahead of time!"

Feng Ya lowered her head in a daze, and she saw a golden recharge button flashing in the center of the pitch-black phone screen.

It read: 50 yuan to watch the whole process of Fengya's funeral online.

Fengya who wanted to wear it back to receive the award: "..."

Some people died, but she was still alive.

Some people are alive, she is dead.

It's about her and Feng Yasong!
Relying on the psychological quality that she has cultivated for many years, Feng Ya calmly accepts the fact that she has been "burialed with glory".

He took out Zhao Xuesong's cell phone: "Do you know the exact location of the funeral?"

"I heard it's in the Dormition Garden, but if you inquire about this—"

Before he finished speaking, the person on the hospital bed got up and got out of bed, and ran out of the ward quickly.

Zhao Xuesong was so anxious that he shouted from behind: "What are you doing?"

What else can I do?Going to my funeral, of course.

Saying this is too scary, Feng Ya can only respond silently in her heart.

The pace became bigger and bigger, trotting all the way to the hospital gate, hailed a taxi, and let the master go straight to the Rest Garden.

She herself was not idle, she took out the mobile phone that was handed over from Zhao Xuesong, logged into the eating melon software, and began to understand the ins and outs of the whole matter.

Because the news of her death was too sensational, the official soon released the death appraisal result: Sudden cardiac death caused by long-term staying up late and overwork.

And her adoptive parents' family did not disappoint her at all. Not only did they auction off the right to live broadcast her funeral at a high price, but they also made her funeral look like a concert with tens of thousands of people.

Whether it is fans or friends in the circle who come to express condolences, they must enter with tickets.

Ticket prices are also divided into grades, and the services corresponding to each price are different.

The most distinguished VIP seat not only allows you to pay close attention to the remains, but also builds the coffin for her, helps the spirit, and experiences the whole process of the funeral in an immersive way.

Naturally, the price has also been skyrocketed. If it weren't for a rich man worth over [-] million, he wouldn't even dare to think about it!
These magical realism behaviors are elegant and elegant, but why are her houses, sports cars, clothes and even daily necessities listed at high prices on the second-hand trading platform?

Was it all robbed?
Do you know that these things involve her personal privacy!

Fengya just imagined that there are people living in her house, driving her sports car, wearing her clothes, using her tableware, playing with her mobile phone, reading her diary...

She was so embarrassed that her scalp went numb!
(End of this chapter)