Qiao Yiran, whose parents had exploited her all her life because they favored boys, transmigrated into the body of a peasant girl named Qiao Yiran.
What? Her grandparents are a pair of rotten, unreasonable old geezers?
No problem. She’s not the pushover she used to be. You give her an inch, she’ll give you ten back!
What? No house, no land, and nothing to eat?
No problem. She has a treasure-filled pocket dimension. She’ll start a little business, roll up her sleeves, and get to work!
She’ll build wealth, put the scoundrels in their place, take on the worst of the bunch, and raise some kids. Life just keeps getting sweeter!
Trying to outspend me?
I’ll bury you in silver!
Thinking of picking on my family?
I’ll give you a piece of my mind!
Who knew that her grudge-holding nature would attract so many unwanted admirers?
They’re all begging her to marry them!
The icy prince’s expression darkened. He drew his broadsword and put an end to all those admirers. “She’s mine!”
“What on earth?”
“My princess. Where do you think you’re going?”
