I transmigrate into a period novel as a lazy, troublesome supporting character. In three days, my gambling-addict father plans to sell me to an old bachelor.
My whole family is waiting to see me make a fool of myself. I flip the dinner table and declare, “If I can’t have a good life, neither can any of you!”
I stop Gu Weidong, a decorated veteran, right in public. “Marry me, or I’ll report you for black-market trading!”
He grits his teeth and agrees, expecting me to make his life miserable.
Instead, I take him to trade mountain goods, reform local layabouts, and turn the black market into a legitimate marketplace.
The original heroine cries that I stole her good fortune.
I heft a sack of cash and sneer. “Good fortune? I make it through sheer, unhinged ambition!”
Gu Weidong wraps an arm around my waist. “Honey, have you used up your quota for going wild today?”
