After transmigrating into a book as the vicious female supporting character, I wanted to keep a low profile and stay alive.
Then I discovered my whole family had transmigrated into the book too:
Dad: A fraud-prevention expert pretending to be a crooked businessman. He interrogates the butler like a criminal, only to be mistaken for the mastermind behind a corporate espionage ring.
Mom: A relationship blogger pretending to be a stepmother. She dishes out feel-good advice and urges people to be kind, only to be hailed by the society ladies as the queen of manipulation.
Big Brother: An award-winning producer pretending to be a spoiled playboy. He makes PPTs to pitch “project incubation,” and half the actresses in showbiz want to marry him.
Second Brother: A top-tier star fan-site photographer pretending to be a sharp-tongued illustrator. He writes gushing praise and organizes fan support, but somehow ends up handing the original heroine a weapon every time.
Our whole family of “good people” tries desperately to act evil, and somehow makes everything go even more wrong.
The original heroine, Shen Ruoxue, tries to frame me? My whole family gathers to watch, and through a series of mishaps, we send her straight to the trending page.
The obsessive male lead, Fu Xizhou, comes to ask for my hand? Dad throws 300 psychological tests at him, while Mom makes him write an emotional self-reflection.
Eventually, we decide: no more pretending. Our whole family will go completely off the rails together.
Better to unleash our frustration on others than turn it inward.
The villainess label? Torn off.
The original story? Burned.
When the whole family of villains starts teaming up to stir things up, the world finally goes as crazy as we want it to.
