A Tragic Cannon Fodder? The Real Heiress Plunders the Treasure and Marries into the Military

[Real and fake heiresses + underdog comeback + no going to the countryside + spatial dimension + outwardly sweet and soft, inwardly cold and indifferent, self-interested heroine]

She had barely transmigrated when she was met with a barrage of abuse. But one look at her wrist, thin enough to snap, her legs shaking with hunger, and the dozen or so accomplices glaring at her from the sidelines was enough.

Transmigration God: Moved?

Song “Little Grass” Chuwan: Not moving. I absolutely don’t dare move.

Later, the dozen members of the Song family watched in despair as the fire raged, sobbing uncontrollably among the ruins.

Song “Honest Little Grass” Chuwan kept her head bowed, glancing at a beam that hadn’t completely burned away.

“One match for such good charcoal? What a bargain.”

After taking great pains to deal with the threat to her survival, Song Chuwan had a spatial dimension freshly looted from a treasure vault and wanted nothing more than to live the simple, carefree life of a rich woman.

She acted obedient and poured tea for the powerful just so she could keep lounging around in peace later. Who could have guessed that this man, outwardly aloof, noble, and indifferent to women, would turn into a lovesick fool the moment he turned around?

“Winter is too cold. Lie in my arms to stay warm.”

This is the story of a seemingly innocent, delicate, and naturally cruel heroine who turns a gentle, noble, untouchable beauty into an obsessive lovesick fool.

[Bonus scene]

“Leave Yan Chizhou, and I can help you deal with Lu Yangchen.”

As expected, your enemy knows you best. Song Chuwan’s eyes lit up, and she was about to agree when she spotted Yan Chizhou striding toward her with a stern expression.

So she changed her tune and declared righteously, “Impossible! True love is priceless!”

Yan Chizhou gathered her into his arms with a tender look and patted her head. “Good girl. I love you too.”

Supporting female character: Get a grip! Can’t you tell she’s just good with sweet talk?