[1960s setting + transmigrate into a book + a heroine who refuses to take abuse + everyday life + sweet romance + no golden finger + true and fake heiresses + nine-year age gap + everyone’s darling + face-slapping + fatherly male lead]
When she opened her eyes, Xu Mingzhu had transmigrated into a period novel as the vicious supporting female character.
The original owner had only just been reunited with her family as their real daughter. Jealous of her parents’ favoritism toward the fake heiress, she had repeatedly brought disaster upon herself, ultimately being sent to the far northwest, where she worked herself to death in the fields.
After learning all this, Xu Mingzhu decided: Cherish life, starting by staying far away from the heroine and her family!
Xu Mingzhu decisively abandoned her plans to reunite with her family halfway there. She decided to find herself another backer and lie flat for the next ten years.
After looking around, Xu Mingzhu set her sights on the second male lead, the original novel’s fiancé, who was about to exit the story.
Broad shoulders, a narrow waist, long legs, and a young army officer. Most importantly, he was about to exit the story, so if she married him, she could soon enjoy the perks of being a widow.
Xu Mingzhu: That’s the one!
So she packed her bags overnight and went to seek his help: Hello, I’m your fiancée!
Huo Chengnian was a renowned iron-faced officer in the military district. He had lived a celibate life for twenty-seven years, devoted himself to serving his country, and had long been a source of concern to his superiors and family when it came to settling down.
As for the betrothal made when he was a child, Huo Chengnian’s position was clear: It was nothing but feudal rubbish. He wouldn’t accept it.
Who could have guessed that one day his superior would suddenly summon him and say: Your wife is here!
Huo Chengnian went to reject her, but couldn’t help softening toward the young woman. He agreed to help her find a match so she could stay and start a family.
But after searching high and low, he regretted it. She was clearly supposed to be his wife!
Years later, Xu Mingzhu had a loving husband, children, and a warm home. Suddenly, she remembered: Wait, where was the good life of being a widow?
A certain man pulled her into his arms and coaxed her: Nothing’s wrong, honey. Let’s have another baby.
