Jiang Miaomiao, who has always been timid and meek, has been acting strange lately.
Overbearing grandmother: You’re out of line. You’re a member of the Jiang family, so you have to follow the Jiang family’s rules.
Jiang Miaomiao: This is my maternal grandfather’s house. The house doesn’t belong to the Jiangs.
Biased, scumbag father: You’re older than your younger siblings. How can you be so inconsiderate? Can’t you just give in to them?
Jiang Miaomiao: You’re more than twenty years older than me. Why don’t you give in to me?
Shameless stepmother: Your mother is dead. Can’t you stop bringing her up all the time?
Jiang Miaomiao: Some people may be dead, but they’re still with us. And some people may still be alive, but they’re already…
White-lotus younger sister: Don’t blame Sister, everyone. I must not have done well enough, which is why she doesn’t like me.
Jiang Miaomiao: Right. Since you know you haven’t done well enough, you should try harder.
Greedy younger brother: I’m the only boy in the family. Dad said he’ll give me the company and the properties one day.
Jiang Miaomiao: No problem, as long as he actually owns a company and any property.
Scumbag ex: I swear, we’re really just good friends who happen to be close.
Her white-lotus younger sister instantly turns into a scheming green tea: Sister, don’t misunderstand. It’s all my fault. Please, don’t break up.
Jiang Miaomiao: Scumbags and homewreckers really are made for each other.
With her sunglasses on, Jiang Miaomiao loves nobody. Unfortunately, her family has arranged for her to marry a sickly heir from a wealthy family.
A sickly guy? She’s into that. Ideally, the kind who’s over as soon as she walks through the door.
Then she discovers that the sickly guy is actually her handsome classmate. And he’s full of energy, strong enough to lift her high in the air with one arm.
