[Both leads are romantically inexperienced + mind-reading + transmigrate into a book]
[Sunny, cool-headed heroine vs. unhinged green-tea hero]
Ran Luxue transmigrated into a book as the cannon-fodder wife who tried to steal the unhinged male lead’s family fortune, keep a mistress, and poison him, only to get killed.
Her mission was to save the story after it went off the rails, stop the male lead from murdering the female lead, and raise his affection score to 100.
Ran Luxue waved a hand. Easy. She was a woman with a System.
138: “Waaah, 138 really doesn’t know anything.”
Ran Luxue: “...”
No matter. As long as she made a good plan, there was still hope of getting the male and female leads together.
The male lead put on a weak expression. “Xiaoxue, it hurts~”
The female lead looked disgusted. “You were just shot. You’re a grown man and you’re complaining it hurts? What a crybaby.”
Ran Luxue: “!!!”
Where were my warm, kind little ray of sunshine and my powerful, sinister lunatic?
Why was one so snide and the other so delicate and pitiful?
No matter. Ran Luxue knew the whole story by heart. She refused to believe she couldn’t get the leads together.
The female lead asked cautiously, “Xiaoxue, I’ve joined the cast. You’ll support me, right?”
Ran Luxue’s face went blank.
A special assistant turned into a celebrity?
The whole cast was out of character, the plot had been completely rewritten, and the affection score was -99.9!
Okay, fine. Ran Luxue gave up on the spot.
It wasn’t as if she had no way out. She could always choose death.
Just as Ran Luxue was thinking of ending it all, she discovered a secret.
[I’m allergic to grapes. How much affection would it take to make someone eat a bunch?]
138: [Five affection points, Host.]
Just then, the female lead, who usually couldn’t stand the male lead, handed him a banana.
[Affection +10
