Transmigrate into a Book: The Reborn Side Character Is Not to Be Messed With

[One-on-one romance, both are each other's first and only, equally powerful leads, adored by everyone]

In her previous life, Su Yan grew up in an orphanage and was recognized as a medical genius, but she worked herself to death from exhaustion.

She thought that something had gone wrong during reincarnation, causing her to be born into this life with her memories and talents from her previous one.

But just as her dream was about to come true, and she was getting ready to start a sweet romance with the person she liked, she suddenly learned...

She hadn't been reincarnated at all. She had transmigrated into a book before birth. Her dream of becoming a violinist was part of the story's plot. The person who confessed to her, the person she had just fallen for, was the male lead, while she was a supporting female character who wouldn't live past twenty-three and would meet a horrible end.

To break free of the plot and protect herself and her family, Su Yan decided to give up the dream she had in this life and return to the path she had followed in her previous one, picking up her old profession again. As it happened, he had forgotten her too, so she would simply pretend they had never crossed paths.

Just when she thought the transmigration-into-a-book plot had reached its end, and she would have nothing more to do with the male lead, female lead, or other male characters, she became the male lead's lifesaver and got tangled up with him. Was the male supporting character who ruined her hand in the book her senior fellow apprentice? And why was he so good to her?

But if anyone dared to bully her family, she wouldn't stand for it. That was simply unacceptable...

When they met again, he asked her, “Have we met before?” She replied, “Yes! But we weren't very close.”

“Su Yan, if you never liked me, why were you with me six years ago?”

“Sheng Qiyan, forget what happened six years ago. It's in the past now. There's no point in either of us dwelling on it.”