When Su Wan woke up, she had transmigrated into a period novel as the cruel wife who abused a disabled tycoon. She looked at the whip in her hand, still wet with salt water, then at the man on the ground, his legs crippled and his gaze sinister.
The System blared in her mind:
[Warning! Current male lead hatred level: 99!]
[Once it reaches 100, the Host will be turned into a “human pig” and pickled in wine!]
Seeing that she had only three months left to live, Su Wan acted decisively: the only way out of this deadly situation was to make a deal!
She put away the whip and picked up the flour. In this resource-starved 1970s, she used her System space to get supplies, put nasty people in their place, and heal his crippled legs.
She treated the future “Living Yama” of the capital’s elite circles as her most important client.
Her little scheme was already ticking away in her mind:
“Gu Hanzhou, I’ll make sure you stay alive, and you’ll let me keep mine. In three months, we’ll settle our accounts. You can become the richest man in the country, and I’ll go my own way!”
What Su Wan didn’t know was that the man she thought heartless had already started looking at her differently.
Three months later, his hatred level had fallen to zero, and his legs were healed.
Su Wan cheerfully packed her bags and prepared to run. “The deal’s over. Goodbye, Mr. Gu!”
The next second, the powerful man blocked her in a corner, his eyes red as he gripped her wrist tightly.
“You think you can run after using me? Su Wan, you’ll never be able to call us even in this lifetime!”
