The Fortunate Bride Who Can Do the Math Punches the Jerks into the Sky

On the first day after transmigrating, actuarial analyst Shang Jianwei became the notorious "villainess" feared across the neighboring villages.

She shoved her pregnant sister-in-law to the ground, borrowed money from loan sharks, was born freakishly strong, and was hated by everyone. Now they were going to sell her off to bring good fortune to a sick man.

Someone else might have hanged herself by now, but Shang Jianwei decided to go completely unhinged.

If I have no morals, no one can use them to blackmail me!

The servants are cooking the books?

She calculates the depreciation rate in a second, then hangs the head steward upside down and investigates the private accounts!

Her awful relatives are trying to guilt-trip her?

She flips the banquet table with one hand. "This wretched land is bleak and drear, and shameless trash should know to fear me!"

The sickly young master in a mask, He Zhigui, wants to die?

Shang Jianwei jabs him with a shot of adrenaline. "I paid thirty taels of silver to bring you home. Until your return on investment hits ten times that, even if the King of Hell himself signs your death warrant, you're working for me!"

Later, with a medical space tucked away on her, she conducts experiments and uses her abacus to lead the village's impoverished women to prosperity.

But her world-weary, sickly husband suddenly tears off his mask and pins her in a corner of the accounting room, his eyes red at the corners.

"My dear, you work that abacus so fast. When will you... settle the account for the rest of my life, which I owe you?"