I Transmigrated as a Stepmom and Convinced My Trillionaire Husband to Deliver Takeout

Jiang Zhi transmigrates into a book and becomes the wicked stepmother who abuses her stepson and eventually dies miserably in the street.

Looking at the 500,000 yuan in monthly spending money in her account and the Hermès filling her house, Jiang Zhi decides: divorce, take her share of the family fortune, and lie flat!

But on the day they sign the papers, her billionaire husband, Lu Sihan, gets into a car accident and loses his memory!

Jiang Zhi gazes at his devastatingly handsome face, gets an idea, launches into full drama-queen mode, and clutches his hand, sobbing:

“Honey, you're finally awake! Our family owes fifty million in loan-shark debt. If you don't get up and start hauling bricks, the kids and I will be sold off to dig coal!”

And so, a strange thing happens in Shencheng:

By day, Jiang Zhi tears into her awful relatives at their mansion, keeps her villainous stepson firmly in line, and commands a fortune worth billions.

At night, she returns to their slum apartment and orders the world's richest man around:

“Lu Sihan, have you finished hauling bricks today? Mop the floor on your way back. The kids need formula!”

The once-dominant business tycoon is now in a yellow delivery vest, riding an electric scooter and fighting tooth and nail over a five-yuan delivery fee:

“No matter how hard it gets, I'll provide for my poor, helpless wife!”

Then one day, Lu Sihan regains his memory and sees Jiang Zhi lying on a limited-edition sofa, spending money like water.

He slowly loosens his tie and corners her against the wall, his gaze turning dangerous:

“I hear… I owe fifty million? Hmm?”

(Jiang Zhi: Is it too late to get on my knees and call you Daddy? Asking for a friend. It's urgent!)