Reborn, Jiang Yunzhi opened her eyes to a screen filled with blood-red comments. Only then did she realize she was the wicked supporting woman in a melodramatic novel: the one who stole the heroine’s marriage and was ultimately killed with a single stroke.
Her half-sister, Jiang Yunwan, earnestly urged her to accept her fate and take her place as bride to the soon-to-be-comatose, violent prince, while Jiang Yunwan reluctantly accepted the handsome, noble cousin Jiang Yunzhi had secretly loved for years.
Looking at the comments’ curses and the smugness in her half-sister’s eyes, Jiang Yunzhi slowly unclenched her fists and curled her lips into a cold smile.
They called her wicked? Said she stole the heroine’s marriage?
Fine. She’d switch the marriages!
If they called her wicked, then she’d show everyone what things really looked like without her wickedness holding everything together!
Jiang Yunwan was overjoyed, thinking she’d seized a glittering path to becoming the future prime minister’s wife. Little did she know that her beloved was cold and faithless, and the Lin family was a den of parasites! The bright future everyone had envied in her past life was actually a bone-deep hell that Jiang Yunzhi had exhausted herself to prop up!
Given another chance, she’d rather step into the Ding Prince’s Manor, a living tomb, and let the heroine from the comments enjoy the Lin family for herself. Besides, her violent husband was supposed to be gravely injured and fall unconscious any day now. She’d be in charge of that enormous manor, free to enjoy a leisurely life.
But why was the husband who was supposed to be gravely injured and unconscious getting livelier by the day?
The rumors said the Ding Prince was violent and had killed countless people. So why was he so gentle and devoted, and so clingy?
Comments: “The tyrant is actually a loyal puppy underneath! Where’s the wicked supporting woman and tyrant we were promised? This is so sweet I could die!”
