President Pei, Your Sweet and Feisty Wife Just Wants to Gossip

The System's cold, emotionless voice suddenly rang out: “Soul-seizing error! Bound to the Gossip-and-Mystery System! Host: Jiao Tangtang. Original body died suddenly; current identity: vicious supporting character Jiao Tangtang, who just drugged her husband!”

Jiao Tangtang was instantly dumbfounded. She screamed inwardly: “What? I died in my sleep? And transmigrated into a scheming substitute who steals the heroine's older sister's husband, drugs him, and climbs into his bed?! What kind of ridiculous plot is this?!”

Pei Zhuohua was furious. “Jiao Tangtang! Divorce! Right now!” But when he met her innocent, frightened eyes, his heart inexplicably softened. Wait! How could he hear her thoughts?!

Jiao Tangtang's inner monologue went into overdrive: [Divorce? Absolutely, let's do it! The Pei family is a deluxe supporting-character disaster pack! Your white moonlight will bankrupt you! Your mother will be swindled out of all her money! Your younger sister will bring ruin on the whole family! Your younger brother will end up in a vegetative state! The whole family will go down together! I need to get far away from them!]

Pei Zhuohua broke out in a cold sweat, tore up the divorce papers, and shouted, “We're not getting divorced!” Honey, I was wrong. Kiss me.

The mother-in-law immediately left her afternoon tea group chat: “Afternoon tea with the girls? Nothing beats hearing the latest gossip from my daughter-in-law! Tangtang, wait for me!”

The younger sister-in-law tossed aside her shopping bag. “Shopping? Listening to my sister-in-law's thoughts is way more fun!”

The younger brother-in-law threw down his car keys too. “Street racing? Better to gossip with my sister-in-law and stay alive!”

Jiao Tangtang's parents were so worried their hair had turned white. “Is our troublesome younger daughter doing all right in the Pei family?”

The entire Pei family raised their hands. “She's great! She's our lucky charm!”

The original heroine, Jiao Tangying, quietly edged closer. “Little sis... your thoughts... can you let me in on them too?”