Sweet Wife in My Arms

did not make sense for a large entertainment agency like Yuelun to consider signing her.
Even the smaller agencies would turn her away at once if she showed up at their door.

 She was a nobody with zero connections.
Signing with them would be a massive boost to her career.

 Was the universe sending her help right when she needed it?

 The timing was uncanny.
She felt as though someone had slipped a nice, fresh pillow under her head just as she was about to lie down to sleep.

 Yan Huan went back to her room and changed into something much more decent.
She did not have a lot of clothes, and most of them were unbranded.
This was a complete 180 from her past life: back then, her massive walk-in closet had been full of the latest, trendiest clothes from her various sponsors.
She had hired a clothing assistant just to manage her wardrobe.
Her clothes, shoes, bags, and even her various hairstyles had been specially designed by professionals.
She had enjoyed all those luxuries in her past life; this time around, however, she preferred to live her life in a modest and laid-back manner.

 She chose a white blouse and a pair of jeans from her wardrobe and put them on.
She tied one end of her blouse into a knot around her waist.
She put on a pair of white canvas shoes and tied her hair into a simple bun.
She looked young and pretty, a little like a fresh-faced, wide-eyed child.
Mentally, however, she was a mature adult: she had lived for almost 28 years in her past life, and had seen more or less everything life had to offer.
She knew how the world worked; she had tasted the sweet wine of life as well as its bitter poison.

 She felt old and cynical inside, but she wanted to be young again.

 There was nothing wrong with wanting to be young again, was there? Her current body was only 20 years old, after all.
She was back at the starting line of adulthood, young enough to waste her youth without a second thought.
She was a flower that had just begun to bloom.

 All right, she said to herself as she patted her cheeks in the mirror, I hope I get the contract with Yuelun.
Yi Ling, Little Bean, and I will finally be able to move out of here, and we won’t have to listen to the couple next door go about their, er, “nightly activities” any more.