Tearing Up the Trash Script: The Drama Queen Quits Her Act

Am I dead? Chen Ruo'an watched her friend Gu Xinxin circle her body, or rather, her “corpse,” and burst into tears. Then she was born into a poor farming family.

“You jinx! You've gone and had another useless girl.” Old Madam Liu pointed at her daughter-in-law, who had just given birth, and shouted abuse.

“Father, don't send my little sister away.” Third Sister looked at her father, Liu Dali, pleadingly.

“Get out of my way! You're all useless girls. I swear, I'll sell every one of you.” Liu Dali snarled.

“Yueyao, is this little baby our daughter, sent by heaven?” General Chen said with a smile as he looked at the baby in his wife Han Yueyao's arms.

“Chen Zhongsheng, Han Yueyao, Chen Yanzheng, Chen Yanshan, Chen Yanji... Why do these names sound so familiar?”

Could I have been transported into that novel about a doomed villainess I read a few days ago? Oh my god, what a terrible plot! Can't I be transported again? Chen Ruo'an thought bitterly.