After I Transmigrated into a Book, I Reloaded My Save to Tease My Crush

[A fierce, drama-loving heroine × a half-dead, world-weary hero]

Mi Qiao read an old-fashioned, melodramatic substitute romance. After five hundred chapters of the leads tormenting each other, body and soul, it ended with a happy ending.

After passionately cursing the hero and his ancestors for eight generations, Mi Qiao transmigrated into the book as the substitute heroine and was forced to follow the plot.

She had no choice but to grit her teeth and play the role of a frail, gentle little white flower.

That is, until the hero pinned her against the wall and humiliated her: "You're just a substitute. Don't tell me you actually think you're something special..."

"Ding! Abnormal fluctuations detected. This checkpoint has been saved."

Mi Qiao stared at the man opposite her, then suddenly gave him a dangerous smile.

*

Song Zhi wore a cold, world-weary expression that warned people to keep their distance as he slowly ate dessert.

In truth, he had his ears pricked up, listening to the gossip next door. A pitiful woman was being cornered by a scumbag.

All of a sudden, the woman across from him gave a strange smile, rolled up her sleeves, swung her arm around three times, and slapped the scumbag hard across the face.

The scumbag clutched his cheek in shock. "You dare hit me?"

The woman slapped him again, threw her head back, and laughed wildly. "I hit you because I want to. Do I need to pick a special day?"

Her voice rang out like a bell, her presence absolutely commanding.

Song Zhi was so startled he snapped his spoon in half. The scumbag jumped up in a rage and tried to hit her.

The next second, the world rewound. The broken spoon in Song Zhi's hand was whole again, and the scumbag who had leaped into the air was back on the ground, looking down his nose at everyone. Only his freshly slapped cheek still twitched uncontrollably.

The woman who had just been slapping him with all her might dabbed at her eyes, all frail and tearful. "Batian, don't you want me anymore? Boo-hoo-hoo..."

Song Zhi: ...?

Was he seeing things in broad daylight?

*

Mi Qiao realized that Song Zhi, the crush of the hero's unrequited love, seemed to have a crush on her.

He was always looking at her with a complicated expression, as if he had so much he wanted to say but couldn't.

Mi Qiao thought he was pretty great, too. His face, his figure, his whole vibe were all top-tier...

The mood was just right at the ball. She couldn't resist feeling Song Zhi's abs and kissing his handsome face, then quickly reloaded the save.

Song Zhi froze, looking at her with an even more complicated expression.

Mi Qiao guiltily wiped her mouth. "What? Afraid I'll touch you?"

Song Zhi: "...Afraid you'll slap me."

Theme: Strive endlessly for the possibilities within your limits.