I woke up transmigrated into the wicked mother-in-law of the heroine in a sweet romance novel.
In the original story, my son is the husband who sleeps through the entire restricted-content novel. He dies in battle, and his enemy, the male lead, takes the chance to steal his wife. After an intense push and pull with the heroine, they get their happy ending.
As for me, I freeze to death on the street, ending in a thoroughly tragic ending.
Yu Jing: ?
Yu Jing: %#$@*...
Looking at the heroine, a fifteen-year-old bride, crying her eyes out before me, then at the famine-ravaged world around us, where corpses litter the ground.
Yu Jing: ...
First, I'll set up a stall and make some money.
Then, while I'm at it, I'll look for that son of mine whose fate is still anyone's guess.
Theme: Love
