After transmigrating into a period novel as the wicked stepmother, Ye Susu finds herself in a deadly predicament from the start.
Her cold-faced military officer husband has evidence that she “ran off with the family money,” and her three stepchildren, all destined to become powerful figures, hate her to the bone.
Tonight, she’s supposed to be dragged off to a farm. Her death by plot is all but guaranteed.
Ye Susu promptly slips ration coupons into the future tycoon’s schoolbag. “Mom was wrong. Here, buy yourselves some candy.”
Then she uses her next-to-useless apocalypse-era ability to make plain grain porridge smell like a banquet fit for an emperor.
The officer narrows his eyes and interrogates her. She blinks innocently. “What do you think?”
Everyone in the compound is waiting to see her get divorced and punished.
But as they wait...
The cold-faced King of Hell starts fetching water and tending her garden, and hands over his entire travel allowance.
Her father, a decorated brigade commander, sends a telegram: “Who’s bullying my girl? I’ll bring the artillery over and have a word with them!”
Her future tech-genius stepson quietly puts her name down as the recipient of his top research achievement.
Even the “scumbag childhood sweetheart” from the original story, who swindles women out of their money and virtue, gets sent straight to jail by her and becomes a supplier for her black-market business.
Later, Wall Street trembles, and Soviet technicians sneak across the border in the middle of the night to seek a partnership.
Reporters crowd her doorstep. “Ms. Ye, what’s your secret to winning without lifting a finger?”
Ye Susu looks at the row of bigwigs behind her and spreads her hands sincerely.
“Thanks for asking. I’m just an ordinary little sidekick.”
“As for the secret? Maybe I accidentally maxed out the ‘Call in Powerful Allies’ skill?”
