Reborn as a Convict in Exile, I’m Bound to a Bankrupt Playboy

Tang Tang transmigrated into the body of a convict’s newlywed wife, and wanted to cry. Even more outrageous was the “Explode, Explode, Explode the Coins” System: “Bound target: Shen Zhuowen. Rating: trash tier. Recommendation: cut your losses immediately.” Tang Tang glanced at the drunk beside her, who was trading a jade pendant for liquor. She smiled. A trash stock? She was buying the dip. ～ She took him to haul manure, helped him evade pursuit, and crawled back from a pile of corpses with him. ～ Until he knelt before the Princess Royal’s residence: “I, Shen Zhuowen, am willing to serve you with all my heart.” ～ She smiled, called him disgusting, then turned and swallowed a fake-death pill. The night she died in his arms, blood flowed everywhere. What he didn’t know was this: She was still alive. ～ Three years later. The man who held power over the entire court found her. Rain soaked his brocade robe. He smiled at her, three years of madness repressed in his eyes. “My lady, why are you running?” ～ A System notification appeared: “Mission complete. Would you like to liquidate and exit?” Tang Tang looked at the sickly, gloomy man. “...I guess it wasn’t such a bad deal.”