After the Young Lady Was Drugged, the Stone-Faced Soldier Had to Wash the Bedsheets Until They Were Spotless

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I woke up to find I’d transmigrated into a novel set in the 1970s, as a spoiled troublemaker doomed to be cannon fodder.

The original owner was spoiled and difficult. To get a divorce, she even drank pesticide to force her military-officer husband to give in.

As for me, a workaholic doctor from the twenty-first century, I’d only just arrived when the drug kicked in. I mistook the cold-faced warrior Gu Zhanbei for a male model, pinned him to a hospital bed, and danced a whole night of high kicks.

The hospital bed collapsed, the sheets were ruined, and the rumors went wild. Everyone said the capitalist heiress was debauched to the core and had corrupted the entire island base.

Me: ...Wait, this isn’t how the story is supposed to go!

The heroine in the book is a scheming nurse who plays the innocent, offering pesticide and sowing discord while waiting for me to step aside.

The hero, Gu Zhanbei, will be seriously injured on a mission and lose his virility.

But now he’s broad-shouldered, long-legged, and has abs firm enough to hurt my hand. He can pick me up like a chick.

“Jiang Niantang, keep acting up and I’ll tie you to me. Every time you do, I’ll kiss you.”

If I can hold out for a year, I can divorce him and return to the city. So I might as well enjoy the male lead for 365 days.

Dancing? I’ll lead the way in adapting revolutionary model operas, and turn my high kicks into a display of revolutionary spirit!

Scheming? I’ll expose the fake innocent and thrive in the military family compound!

Everyone says Gu Zhanbei was cursed to marry me, and urges him to divorce me as soon as possible.

But they don’t know that at night, he pins me against the wall, fire burning in his eyes.

“Tangtang, these legs are yours to hold, and you belong to me.”

At last, the day I’d been waiting for arrives: I return to the city and become the richest person in the country. The young talents pursuing me line up all the way from Qing City to the island.

The warrior who once treated me with icy indifference stands in the rain all night, eyes red.

“Tangtang, my life is yours, my honors are yours, and the rest of my life is yours.”

“Please don’t go, all right?”