After Becoming the Capital’s Number One Drama Queen, the Heir Came to Ask for My Hand

Xu Qinrong had only left a bad rating on an old novel out of sheer spite. When she woke up, she was in ancient times and bound to a lousy-cliche System.

"Miss, this is such a good match. Are you really going to break off the engagement?"

"Yes! If I don't, your miss is going to die!"

"Miss, what's with all this celebrity-chasing? It'll ruin your reputation!"

"I'm doing it! If I don't chase him, your miss is going to die!"

"Miss, it's freezing out. Are you really going to jump into the water?"

"Yes! If I don't jump in, your miss is going to die!"

The System threw one cringeworthy task after another at her. To stay alive, she had no choice but to run herself ragged and struggle to survive.