My Best Friend and I Transmigrated into a Drama, and the Cold, Aloof Master Xie Became a Wife Guy

Xu Weiwei wakes up to discover she's become the same-named cannon-fodder character in the trashy short drama she mocked just last night...

The unlucky supporting character who drugged a rich man to marry into his family, endured endless humiliation, and was going to be pushed down the stairs tomorrow.

When she opens her eyes, the deranged male lead, Song Yanchi, who was forced to marry her, tells her to “get off the bed.”

And then, just after escaping the room, she runs straight into the vicious niece-in-law who teamed up with him in the drama to kill her.

Xu Weiwei instinctively calls out their best-friend code: “How many legs does a man have?”

The reply comes instantly: “Six-pack male models are the best to touch!”

Holy crap! Bestie, you transmigrated too?!

We're doomed! Tomorrow, “you” are going to kill “me”!

Help! I'm the niece-in-law who's secretly in love with her uncle!

In this desperate situation, the fake-friendly in-laws become partners in life and death.

Xu Weiwei counts on her fingers: There are only 24 hours left before the original character falls to her death.

She looks at the luxurious yet dangerous mansion before her and rolls up her sleeves.

To hell with the plot. We'll play this game our way.

Change our fate, take down the scumbags, make money, run away, and tear the script to shreds along the way.

Facing a deranged male lead, a scheming mistress, and a cast of villains, they fight to survive against the countdown to their deaths, turning the tables at every opportunity.

But the plot seems determined to follow its original course...

The two women refuse to accept their fate. One is a sanda champion who transmigrated into a pitiful woman with an insatiable craving for touch; the other is an office worker who became a vicious niece-in-law. Together, they launch a desperate counterattack.

Until one day, they finally overturn their fate and escape the original storyline, ready to divorce, run off, and flirt with handsome men...

But the deranged man pins her against the car door, his gaze dark. “Trying to run? Did you ask me first?”