Yan Qingcha closed her eyes and transmigrated.
Her luck was rotten: she had become the deceased childhood sweetheart in a period romance about a stand-in, the woman the male lead had loved so deeply that she threw herself into the water and drowned.
Yan Qingcha had grown up by the water, yet somehow she still couldn't swim…
Luckily, a passing soldier was kind enough to save her, so the transmigration gods hadn't gone to all that trouble for nothing.
She was alive, sure, but the male lead's family was watching her like a hawk, while her own family was a huge drag on her.
Her situation really couldn't be worse!
As the saying goes, one should repay a lifesaving debt by offering oneself in marriage. Yan Qingcha started wondering how to put herself forward for the position of the soldier's army wife.
Yan Qingcha, who couldn't handle the slightest hardship… was feeling pretty guilty about it.
Gu Jianguo: I'm willing. I'll take responsibility.
Yan Qingcha: …Wait, I get an offer like that?
His comrade: Taking responsibility? Who was it last time who secretly drove off the village girl and her family after she deliberately fell into the water to extort him, making them flee like they were avoiding the plague?
His superior: Looking at the delicate Mrs. Gu, his hand trembled for no clear reason as he signed the marriage application.
This Gu Jianguo looks like a decent man, but he wouldn't really kick his wife out of bed, would he?
Gu's mother: My son, who talks such nonsense, has finally met his match… What a relief…
