The Villainess Slacks Off, and the Male Lead Instantly Turns into a Devoted Husband

[Transmigrate into a book + everyday slow-burn romance + sweet indulgence + both leads are each other’s first and only] Soft, adorable, slightly shy but sunny little sweetheart VS aloof, possessive, hopeless romantic Ruan Tang dropped dead. Her grand writing ambitions were cut short halfway through, and her final thought was: I should’ve known better than to stay up all night. When she opened her eyes again, she’d become the novel’s wicked cannon-fodder ex-girlfriend. The original owner had monopolized the male lead for three months, causing a scene every day until she was sent to work in a coal mine, where she died of exhaustion. Ruan Tang trembled with fear. No coal mines. I don’t want to die. At the mixer, she huddled in a corner and behaved herself the whole time, thinking: As long as I get through tonight and stay far away from the male and female leads Wait. Why did the male lead still choose her?! Help!!! Fine. The male lead doesn’t like her anyway. If she obediently breaks up with him in three months, she’ll still be able to stay alive! She decided not to contact him first, thinking that would keep her out of trouble. But the next day, the male lead accompanied her to class and lunch. The day after that, he took her shopping and to the movies. On the fourth day, he went ring shopping with her... Ruan Tang panicked. Seriously, why was he following her around like a ghost?! Fu Lingchuan took one look at Ruan Tang and knew he wanted her. She was timid, her eyes glistening as if she were a little white rabbit trembling in fear. He used a dare to come up with a punishment, smoothly pulling her into his arms. At first, when he noticed her avoiding him, he didn’t think much of it. A little bunny needed time to adjust. But later, he discovered that this little bunny was naively counting down the days on her fingers, eagerly waiting to make her escape as soon as their three months were up. Fu Lingchuan smiled, though there wasn’t the slightest hint of amusement in his eyes. Break up after three months? Want to leave? Not a chance! The person he’d set his sights on wasn’t getting away from him, not in this lifetime.