Terminal Blood Cancer, but I Come to the Eighties to Cook and Start a Factory

[Transmigrated into an 1980s novel + marriage first, love later + no golden finger]

[A quick note: The story will later include a plot where he divorces her and then tries to win her back. The heroine builds her fortune, and they meet as equals at the top.]

Ning He transmigrated into a book, becoming the cannon-fodder original wife who shared her name in a period novel.

A cannon-fodder character was still a cannon-fodder character: she showed up and immediately disrupted the romance between the hero and heroine.

The story began three years into the marriage. The cannon-fodder original wife wanted to marry a mama's boy who had married into a wealthy family, so she made a scene demanding a divorce from the hero, abandoning her husband and child, and leaving home.

Ning He: “You cannon-fodder woman have no idea how to enjoy a good life. But you deserve to be enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple. Starting today, I'll enjoy all that good fortune for you!”

Her officer husband sent her money every month, right on time. Getting a paycheck for free without having to wait on anyone? What a dream!

Giving birth painlessly and raising a kid, all while getting a genius little darling for free? What's not to love?

She'd escaped her short-lived fate and gained a healthy body. She wasn't about to waste this precious time.

Ning He decided to work hard on her career!

She took over the dining hall on the army compound. Looking at the line stretching into the distance, Ning He shook her head. “There's too much to cook. I'll never get it all done!”

The slanderous talk about her outside grew louder and louder, but Ning He just smiled it off.

Wasn't this all just an attempt to force her to divorce?

Fine, she'd divorce him. It wasn't as if she couldn't live without a man.

After the divorce, Ning He opened a clothing factory and became a businesswoman.

Her career soared, orders flooded in, and she counted so much money her fingers cramped.

The men pursuing Ning He lined up in droves, waiting for their turn to be chosen.

When her ex-husband, now a commanding officer, heard about it, he pinned her against a wall, his eyes red.

“Had your fun? When are you coming back to remarry me?”