Transmigrated into a Book in the 1970s, My Husband and I Scheme to Keep Our Heads Down

[Transmigrate into a book VS reborn + period setting + no golden finger + love grows over time]

Jiang Nuan had casually complained about a novel, only to wake up and find herself inside that very period novel, Reborn to Dote on My Husband. Worse, she had become a cannon-fodder character, a foil for the heroine later in the story. In her first life, the heroine sent the male lead, who loved her, to prison for the sake of a scumbag. After being reborn, she made up for her regrets, doted on her husband, and used information she had from her previous life to build a booming business and live happily ever after with the male lead.

But Jiang Nuan’s original self had been tormented by her father and stepmother, married off to an old man, and met a tragic end.

At first, she desperately searched for a way back. Then she eagerly planned to use her twenty-first-century knowledge to make it big. Eventually, she became careful about everything.

All Jiang Nuan wanted was to keep a low profile, stay away from the male and female leads, and wait for the political movement to end so she could get into university and build a decent life with what she knew.

So why was she so unlucky? She fell into the water and was rescued by that man. How did the male lead, who loved the heroine more than life itself, end up entangled with her?

There was no helping it. Jiang Nuan could only lay down three ground rules with him. They would help each other and cover for one another, then live an ordinary life.

Who knew when the man went from cold and distant to secretly trying to seduce her?

At first: “This woman’s got a black heart.”

Later:

“Wifey... Where did you put my underwear?”

“Wifey, can I have a kiss? Just one...”

Jiang Nuan sighed. Had this guy been body-swapped too? The aloof, rugged man had turned into a clingy puppy?