After transmigrating into a novel set in the 1970s as the cannon-fodder biological daughter, Su Yanxin glanced at the plot: her whole family would kill her in a month.
Without a second thought, she packed her bags and married the man assigned to her by the organization.
She’d heard he was a rugged military officer, a cold-faced devil with a terrible temper.
Su Yanxin was delighted. Perfect, they could each live their own lives.
On their wedding night, the man threw a quilt at her with a grim expression. “You sleep in the bed. I’ll sleep on the floor.”
She nodded obediently, then secretly used the spiritual spring to lighten her complexion.
Later
A new rumor swept through the military district: Devil Lu spoiled his little wife rotten.
Someone saw the famously ruthless officer crouched clumsily by the stove, making her brown sugar water.
Su Yanxin finally couldn’t hold back. “Didn’t we agree to live our own lives?”
The man pinned her against the wall, his voice so hoarse it barely sounded like his own.
“Who said I agreed to that?”
[Transmigration into a book + Fake and real heiress + Military marriage + Pocket dimension and spiritual spring + Devoted couple + Sweet romance and face-slapping]
The heroine isn’t a pushover, and the hero doesn’t talk much, but he’s always ready to lend a hand (and protect his wife).
