Su Ou’er transmigrates and finds that her grandfather doesn’t care for her, her grandmother doesn’t love her, her father is blindly devoted to his parents, and her stepmother is marrying her off to an ugly, greasy old widower.
This marriage must not happen!
To save herself, Su Ou’er has no choice but to cling to a certain bandit chief for now. She pouts and bats her eyes, puts on a theatrical act, talks circles around people, plays the innocent white lotus, turns on the green tea charm… She pulls out every trick in the book.
Who could have guessed that the bandit chief would fall for her beauty at first sight and take her back to be his wife?
The bandit chief: My wife loves me with all her heart. She’d give her life for me. I’m going to build her a big house.
Everyone else: Chief, take a look at the dog hole by the wall. Your wife is getting ready to make off with the money and run.
The bandit chief: My wife is timid and delicate, and can’t even take care of herself. Don’t you dare be mean to her.
Everyone else: Chief, who’s bullying whom? Who can win an argument against your wife?
The bandit chief added: My wife never lifts a finger for household chores. She’s a little fairy from the heavens, nothing like you country bumpkins.
Everyone else: Chief, your wife has gone off to plant crops again!
Not bad, but in the end it felt like rushing to the market, too fast