The Fake Heiress Steals My Fortune and My Man, So I Marry the Richest Man in a Fit of Madness

As long as I have no morals, your System can’t hold me hostage!

A max-level metaphysics expert transmigrates into the body of the real heiress, a hapless victim. To sever the fake heiress’s “fortune-stealing System,” she kicks over the scumbag’s champagne tower, then turns around and passionately kisses a trillionaire tycoon to use him as a “power bank”!

The fake heiress pretends to be sick, and the scumbag breaks off the engagement? She turns around and impulsively marries a ruthless tycoon, then uses cyber fortune-telling to whip Beijing’s elite circle into shape!

According to the original story, the fake heiress would use her System to drain Jing Shuang’s destiny, then step over her corpse to become a socialite in Beijing’s elite circle.

Jing Shuang flips the table on the spot: “My manners are a mystery, and I get stronger when I meet a challenge! If none of you will let me live, then we can all die together!”

The fake heiress brings reporters over to guilt-trip her? Jing Shuang hauls out a subwoofer and blasts a rock remix of the Great Compassion Mantra, physically interrupting the ritual. The System backfires on the spot, making the fake heiress go bald.

The reclusive sect of mystics lays down a deadly Nine Calamities formation? She pours black dog blood into a robot vacuum and sends it on autopilot to break the formation, leaving the master dumbfounded.

Internet trolls challenge her in a livestream? She calmly opens Excel, enters their birth details, and calculates their doom, sending them straight to prison.

To replenish her magical energy, Jing Shuang constantly accosts the trillionaire Yan Chen, who is surrounded by baleful energy, and takes every chance to cop a feel. “Hubby, hold still. Let me snuggle up and recharge my mana!”

Everyone said that Yan Chen, the ruthless tycoon, would eventually kill the crazy woman.

Until, at a top-tier banquet, the powerful financial magnate pinned his beloved wife against a wall. His eyes reddened as he put on a pitiful act. “Mrs. Yan, your family just threw money at me and yelled at me. I won’t feel better unless you give me ten kisses tonight.”

The scumbag’s nephew’s worldview shattered. “Uncle, get a grip! She’s a lunatic who uses a stun baton as a magical weapon!”