The 1970s: I Marry a Rugged Soldier, Feast on the Courtyard's Gossip, and Become Everyone's Darling

[1970s] + [Military Marriage] + [True and Fake Heiresses] + [Crazy Face-Slapping] + [Daily Gossip] + [Sweet Romance, No Angst]

Money-loving, scheming little flirt vs. cunning, double-standard, rugged military officer

Lin Zhixia transmigrates into a book and becomes the true heiress, a cannon-fodder character in a period novel who loses everything to a fake heiress with a sugary-sweet facade.

It's hell mode from the start:

The fake heiress teams up with their biased parents, not only to steal Lin Zhixia's job assignment but also to sign her up to be sent to the most remote parts of the Great Northwest to eat sand?

Lin Zhixia flips the table on the spot, exposing a whole string of shocking gossip: her biological father has been hiding private savings, her mother has drained the family coffers to support her own relatives, and the fake heiress is pregnant by a local ne'er-do-well. Then she turns the tables, forces the fake heiress to go to the countryside, runs off with all the family's money and ration coupons, and gets her marriage certificate with Fang Jichuan, the cold-faced military king with the fiercest reputation in the compound, the man everyone fears.

Everyone is waiting to laugh at Lin Zhixia as the cold-faced tyrant puts her through hell.

But Lin Zhixia has read the whole book and knows all the explosive gossip about everyone in the compound!

"Deputy Regiment Commander Wang's boy isn't his biological son!"

"Officer Sun climbed over a widow's wall last night!"

Armed with her knowledge of the plot, she predicts the villains' every move and steamrolls every awful character.

As she keeps digging up gossip, the fake heiress ends up in jail, all the awful relatives are on their knees, and the male lead's original death sentence is overturned.

And the cold, ruthless officer rumored to bring death to his wives? By day, he dominates the compound with his formidable fighting skills. By night, he pins her against the wall and says, "Wifey, we've finished all the gossip in the compound. It's time we had a second child."