[It's simple, in one sentence: I, Shi Yunyu, made it big in the 1970s with my acting skills and beauty, and got myself a handsome soldier husband to boot.]
After transmigrating into a book as a beautiful but tragic minor character, Shi Yunyu decides: Her mother is dead, her father doesn't care about her, and her stepmother doesn't love her. She's not playing this hand.
She wipes away her tears and sets her sights on the biggest golden finger in the whole story: the handsome, battle-hardened military king.
Want to cozy up to him? Crying alone won't cut it. She needs to bring some skill to the table.
So she plays the long-suffering victim in front of her stepmother, earning the sympathy of the whole compound, while also letting a little claw peek out in front of her soldier husband, just enough to make him unable to look away.
Everyone thinks Regiment Commander Jiang married a helpless, delicate flower who needs to be protected.
That is, until a criminal breaks in. Shi Yunyu knocks him out with a stick, then innocently blinks at Jiang Guangrong as he rushes over. "Honey, he tripped and bumped into the door all by himself."
Jiang Guangrong looks at the unconscious criminal on the floor, then at his wife's feigned innocent face, and hoists her over his shoulder.
"Little fox, done pretending? We'll settle this properly when we get home."
Shi Yunyu: Transmigrating into a book is no big deal. I'll go to college, work hard to get rich, have twins, tease my husband, and get back at my father... Life is wonderful~
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The novel is good. I like it.