Win My Husband Over to Find My Child

Afterthesuddendeathofherboyfriend,LeslieSonghasbeensingle-handedlyraisingherpreciouslittledaughterCalliope.It’sadifficultlife,butit’sahappyone.Afreakaccidentputsanendtothat.AsLeslieliesdyingontheroad,watchingCalliopebreatheherlast,shecursesherhelplessness.Calliope’scrochetfoxseemstohearher.Itopensitsmouthandasks,“Doyouwanttoseeyourdaughteragain?Ifso,followme.Hersoulhasalreadyleftforanotherworld.”Leslieagrees.That’sthelastthingsheremembersbeforelosingconsciousness.Whensheopenshereyesagain,shefindsherself—orrather,hersoul—standingbesideherunconsciousbodyonahospitalbed.“HowisthissupposedtohelpmefindCalliope!”sheexclaims.“Thisisnotyourbody.Yourbodyisdead.Thisismyoriginalhost,CharleneLi,”explainsthetoyfox.“YoucanpossessherbodytofindCalliope,butifyoudo,youmustfinishheruncompletedmissionforher.”“Andwhatmissionisthat?”“TomarrythesecondmosteligibleCEOinthecity.”‘This,’Leslieconcludes,‘isascam.’Butshehasnootherchoice.Meanwhile,thesecondmosteligiblebachelorinthecity,CalixXu,ispattinghimselfonthebackforthwartinghisgrandmother’sattemptstomarryhimoff.Afterexhaustingallofhistricksandexcuses,hehasresortedtomarryingthecomatosedaughteroftheLifamily.Calixsmiles,pleasedwithhimself,“Aren'tIsmart?Grandmothercandonothingnow.”But…whyisheseeinghisnewly-weddedwifehoveringbesideherownbody?Beforehecanreact,hiswife—themovingone—floatstowardshim.“Husband!Helpmefindmychild!”“Yourchild?”Calixasksweaklybeforedoingtheonlyreasonablethinghecandoinsuchasituation.Hefaints.