Reborn as the Dead White Moonlight, I Send a Madman Spiraling

Jiang Nuan opened her eyes and found herself inside a wealthy-family romance novel she had once followed.

She had become the murdered heroine, the one the male lead could never forget, and she had been dead for three years.

Huo Jin, the male lead who had once loved her deeply, had completely lost his mind after her “death.”

Everyone in City A knew Huo Jin was a madman whose name you must never mention alongside “Jiang Nuan.” Anyone who did would die, without exception.

Now she had returned wearing a “dead woman’s face,” and she was bound to a rather obnoxious System.

System: [Host, your mission is to stop the male lead from turning evil and save the fate of everyone in the book!]

Jiang Nuan: Then give me something to keep me alive!

System: [I did! I gave you a pretty face.]

So she cautiously approached the murderous madman.

With red-rimmed eyes, he pinned her in a corner, his voice hoarse. “Who are you? She’s dead.”

Trapped in his arms with nowhere to retreat, she said, “I’m Jiang Nuan.”

Trembling, he spoke one word at a time. “You’re not her… She’s never coming back.”

Yet the next moment, the man who claimed he didn’t believe her clutched the hem of her clothes so tightly his knuckles turned white, refusing to let go.

Before long, all of City A knew that Huo Jin, the madman everyone feared, now followed a woman around every day. He could do it all: bring her flowers, cook for her, act cute, and throw tantrums.

Someone asked him, “Mr. Huo, didn’t you say Jiang Nuan was dead?”

Huo Jin smiled faintly, though his eyes remained cold. “Whoever dares say my wife is dead will die first.”