The next morning, she woke up in a daze, her head spinning. Ugg...where am I? I don't remember installing such lights in my house…I don't remember owning such stuff….

Yawning, she stretched her arms and struggled to sit up. Her arm hit the back of the sofa, and it was then that she realised she had spent the night on a stranger's couch. Groaning, she pulled herself upright, her mind in a blur.

"Oh, you're awake?"

She turned her head and looked blearily at the man who had spoken. She rubbed her eyes, and not believing what she had seen, she rubbed them again. Her eyes widened, and she opened her mouth. Before she could say anything, he hastily said, "don't worry, I didn't take advantage of you last night. In fact, the owner of this flat is my boss. She should be asleep in her room."

Pausing, he added, "my name is Ye Xiu. How are you feeling now?"

She gaped at Ye Xiu, her face blank. She blinked once, twice, before replying, "...my name is Rebecca. I'm feeling better, thank you for your concern." It was then she realised that she had subconsciously used her English name, and she hurriedly said, "my Chinese name is Jing Jing. Huang Jing Jing."

"Oh, an overseas Chinese? (huaqiao)"

Jing Jing shook her head, "no, I'm ethnic Chinese. (huaren)"

There was a slight pause before Ye Xiu said, "oh, I see. …Is there anything else?"

She shook her head.

"I shall be going to sleep now. Good night."

"Good night."

After Ye Xiu entered the storage room and closed the door, Jing Jing nearly screamed. WTF?! I travelled to the world of Quan Zhi?! Her thoughts raced about as she assessed her current situation. I don't have a home, no extra clothes, no income...can I even use my credit cards?! How am I going to live?! Not to mention, what about my IC?! Is it even legal here?!

Jing Jing had a mini meltdown, her face full of shock and disbelief, as she sat there absorbing the reality of her situation. The minutes ticked by, her thoughts racing in all directions, and the creases between her brows deepened.

Eventually, she forced herself to calm down, knowing that panicking would do her no good. She reached for her bag, and checked her phone. Thankfully, it seemed to be in working order, though her contact list was wiped clean. She tried calling her family, but it couldn't get through. Next, she checked her bank accounts, but could not open any app. Hmmm...looks like I'll have to go down to the bank outlet and check if my accounts even exist.

As she sat there pondering what to do, a pretty lady staggered out of one bedroom, yawning and rubbing her eyes. She saw Jing Jing sitting on the sofa, her brows furrowed, her expression worried.

"Hello, my name is Chen Guo. You came into my cafe drunk last night, so I let you bunk for the night. How are you feeling right now?"

Chen Guo's words brought her out of her thoughts, and she replied, "thank you so much for letting me stay last night. My name is Huang Jing Jing…" she trailed off, unsure of how to continue.

"Mm-hmm?"

How do I convince her to keep me? Make up a story? …Nah it'll just bite me in the ass one day… forget it, I'll just wing it. "...I…don't have a home or a family to return to, can you please keep me? I'll do any work, and I'll even sleep on the couch." Well, I'm not lying, but I'm not exactly explaining the reason why I even ended up in this situation in the first place. Jing Jing kept quiet, chewing on her lips nervously. Chen Guo's heart softened.

How sad...her family must have died or something...and her useless boyfriend must have dumped her and kicked her out of their apartment. Apparently, Chen Guo had watched way too many dramas and her mind already helped Jing Jing make up a story.

"Don't worry Jing Jing, I'll let you stay. As for work, I currently have enough employees, so stay here and relax. Forget about that asshole who dumped you. I'll make sure you'll find a good boyfriend in the future."

Wait what did you just say?! I never even mentioned any boyfriend how the heck did you even come up with that?! …Ah well it saves me the trouble of lying to her.

"Thank you Chen Guo. I appreciate your generosity."

"No problem, and you don't need to be so formal with me. Just call me Guo Guo."

Jing Jing smiled, "thank you Guo Guo."

"You're welcome. Hold on, let me get you a toothbrush and towel, then we get some breakfast, 'kay?"

Jing Jing nodded, and waited obediently at the sofa. Awhile later, Chen Guo passed Jing Jing a new toothbrush and towel. They took turns washing up, and once done, they proceeded downstairs to get some breakfast.

A/N: According to Oxford, huaqiao are Chinese migrants who are loyal to China. Huaren, on the other hand, are Chinese migrants/their descendants who are loyal to their host countries.