So Even The Underworld Hires Cheap Labor

Yu Dongxi died, and when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the underworld, working as a contract employee with a monthly salary of 3,500 yuan. The sky was a dark black, with no warmth. Amidst the hazy mist, she saw a tall man dressed in a black long coat, holding a red umbrella. His demeanor was elegant and aloof, like a messenger sent to collect souls. In that instant, Yu Dongxi understood what it meant to feel that “when I fell in love with him, I didn’t even see his face clearly.” Finally, Yu Dongxi saw the man under the umbrella clearly. Oh, it turned out to be her ex-boyfriend who had died many years ago. Now, he was her superior in the underworld. The day they reuni...