A Nervous Record of Transmigration

[Transmigration + System + everyone’s darling + yandere + entrepreneurship + domineering + comedy + framing + raising children + pet-raising + murder + corruption + livestreaming] A 21st-century elite old maid with a knack for the occult? Overworked, she inexplicably transmigrates, with plenty of secret identities. Our heroine has intelligence, social skills, and stamina to spare, growing tenaciously like a little weed.

After transmigrating, all she wants is to live a quiet, stable life. Her family falls into ruin, and she is sold to a brothel. She isn’t a yandere. She divorces her husband and starts a business, but the ancient world is full of plots and schemes. Wherever there are people, there is a jianghu. Someone tries to murder her, and her beloved cat is killed.

Two male leads, human faces hiding bestial hearts, a close friend’s betrayal, the brink of death, and a descent into darkness for revenge.

Improve the world around her and shape history, giving her future self a meaningful past!

“Young master, um, I have a little savings. How about I give you half?” I shivered all over. Was he going to kill me for my money?

He smiled faintly.

“That works. How much have you saved?” he asked casually, looking completely nonchalant.

It had taken me so much effort to earn even a little money after transmigrating here.

“I have two chests of gold and silver. I’ll give you one. Then we’ll be even tonight.” After hesitating for a long time, I said it as if I were tearing off a piece of my own flesh.

“Hahaha, that’s way too little.” After a pause, he actually demanded an exorbitant amount.

My heart trembled. I’d only just escaped the wolf’s den, and now I was in a tiger’s lair. “Um, I don’t own any shares in Huancai Pavilion, really.” I widened my eyes. “I don’t have anything else...” He moved closer.

My heart pounded. This was dangerous. No, this wouldn’t do. “Um, how about I give you some of my shares in the rouge and cosmetics business?” I threw caution to the wind.

“I saved your life, so naturally all those things belong to me. Isn’t that right?” His eyes gleamed with amusement as he leaned toward me.