Help! I Just Transmigrated into a Book and Fell into the Arms of a Powerful Man from the 1970s

[Military marriage in the 1980s + sweet romance + transmigrate into a book + married first, love later + eight-year age gap + devoted couple]

[Older, paternal, cold-faced hero vs. slightly goofy, sunny heroine]

Xu Ruan Tang transmigrated into a book!

When she woke up, she had become a cannon-fodder supporting character in a period novel, a pitiful stepping stone who died before reaching five hundred words.

Other transmigrators got a personal space and a golden finger. From the start, she got a hellish situation: her family sold her for three thousand yuan to a crippled man in a neighboring province whose wife had died and who had an eight-month-old baby. The man had no income, and to top it off, he didn’t even own any land to farm!

Who needs pear blossoms when you have a daughter? The adorable little one in front of her was an angel, cute, clever, and lovable! She could raise her, no problem. At worst, she’d become a mom without the pain of childbirth!

She could make desserts, paint, write, and design houses. She was thriving in the 1980s!

As for the cold-faced man, she lived in his house, spent his ration coupons, and his child called her Mom. They were even!

But why was the man no longer crippled and back in the army as an officer? And why had his second marriage turned out to be a misunderstanding? And why wasn’t such an adorable daughter even his biological child?!

When she finally realized what was going on and asked for a divorce, why were the man’s usually narrow, icy eyes filled with tenderness?

Xu Ruan Tang stepped back warily. “Chen Ji, now that we don’t have a child tying us down, we can get divorced, right?”

A crack appeared in the man’s usually calm and handsome expression. He advanced step by step, pinning her in place as he said in a low voice, “Divorce? You think you can just leave a military marriage whenever you want?”

“Ruan Ruan, be good. Look at me. Do you like me?”

“Wife, I’ll stay by your side from now on.”

“Don’t be sad. At worst, I’ll give Ruan Ruan a child, our child.”