Before her wedding, Yang Rui heard that her fiancé had suddenly died. With no choice, she had to attend another dull banquet.
This time, however, the banquet was a cut above the rest, with undercurrents swirling beneath the surface. Yang Rui had nothing to do with any of it, but she still got caught in the crossfire. She had just gone to the restroom when an assassin kicked her into the lake. Luckily, she survived and was rescued.
When she woke up, the maid beside her was utterly bewildered. Yang Rui also realized she was a minor character in a novel. Unfortunately, too much time had passed, and she had forgotten the details of the plot, so she decided to take things as they came. She never expected to keep running into the heroine, while the male supporting character was always watching her with an inscrutable smile. Why did she feel as if he could see right through her? Ignoring that unsettling feeling, she still hadn’t found herself a good husband when she was kidnapped. Her chances of getting married were looking slimmer by the day, and now her family was about to be ruined... Yang Rui could only say, “I really can’t thank you enough.”
Fine, fine, Heaven, so this is how you treat me? You picked a fight with me... and all you’ve managed to do is pick a fight with a cotton ball!
