What should you do if you transmigrate into a novel as a despised villainess, a disposable cannon-fodder wife?
And that’s not all… What if you’re destined to die young?
That’s not so great.
So, while busy trying to stay alive, she also has to learn to put on a cheerful face and warm up her villainous husband’s cold shoulder. They say you can’t hit someone who’s smiling, right?
The first time he snubs her, she thinks: He’s going to be a major villain someday. I’ll endure it.
The next time, she thinks of how it’ll all end. I’ll endure it again.
The third time, she’s had enough. Her face goes cold. I’ve endured this again and again, and I’m done.
She has trillions’ worth of supplies. What’s there to fear? Leave me alone and we can each live our own lives. Cross me, and I’ll beat you down with a one-two punch until you never get back up.
As she makes her fortune, lives carefree, and raises her child, the big villain she once couldn’t warm up with all the care in the world quietly amasses a fortune of his own.
He changes his tune and turns back to her. “Honey! Can I stay over tonight?”
She’s not about to take back an old flame. There’s no way she’ll soften.
But then again, who could resist when the big villain has such a sweet little girl who cares about him?
“Dad, Grandma introduced Mom to another guy again! He’s taller and fairer than you, but not as handsome.”
“Dad, I’m not telling you to be mean, but your only advantage is your good looks. You have to try your best! I don’t want a stepdad!”
“Dad, I left the front door unlocked. Don’t let your daughter down! I want a little brother! You know what to do!”
The big shot is deeply moved, thinking like a proud father: I didn’t spoil my daughter for nothing when she was little. Honey… here I come!
