Transmigrated Into a Book as Cannon Fodder, the Laid-Back Supporting Heroine Rejects Her Tragic Script

The good news: I transmigrated into a book and became a rich heiress.

I'm no longer a 996 wage slave, and there's no System forcing me to complete missions. I just transmigrated, that's all.

I can do whatever I want.

The bad news: I became the male lead's sweet, scheming childhood friend.

The original owner made trouble at every turn, sabotaging the relationship between the male and female leads.

In the end, she made a fool of herself trying to frame the heroine, and her family sent her away from the capital.

No way!

I have to stay away from the leads and escape the original plot.

I'll just enjoy my life as a rich heiress.

Wait, handsome, who are you?

What?

A boyfriend? Since when did I have a boyfriend?

How come I didn't know?