After an all-nighter killed her, she transmigrated as the cannon-fodder legitimate daughter in a female-dominated-world abuse novel, the sort who was supposed to be poisoned to death by her husband on their wedding night.
Su Nianqin looked at her pitiful “sickly beauty” of a husband and the scheming illegitimate younger sister waiting at the door to collect her body, and fell into thought.
That’s it?
You dare use Broken Heart Powder? The villains in this story are really beneath the job.
She’d read and reviewed at least eight hundred angsty romance novels. What trope hadn’t she seen?
Husband tries to poison her? Turn him to her side.
Younger sister’s tea-drinking act? Crush her with superior tactics.
Original plot? Tear it up. She’ll write her own.
Other people transmigrate to find love. She’s here to clock in: putting every troublemaker in their place and, while she’s at it, working the five handsome men into the ground.
The Regent is cold and ruthless? Then she’ll show him what real cunning looks like.
The leader of the hidden guards is a loyal puppy? Then she’ll teach him who the real master is.
The heir to the richest family is a womanizing playboy? Then workplace-style psychological manipulation will teach him how to behave.
And that original novel that wanted her to bite the dust?
Su Nianqin took out her System and smiled.
“A workaholic’s life doesn’t need a script.”
“Because I’m the one here to rewrite it.”
[Female-dominated world + System + men competing for her + 1v5 + face-slapping power fantasy + everyone is smart + the female lead is seriously not to be trifled with]
