After dressing up as a vicious female supporting character who stole my sister's husband, I scolded the male protagonist until he shut himself up.
The original owner is good at martial arts and whipping, his sister is frail and sick, and his parents are partial - I am familiar with this script.
But who stipulates that a vicious female supporting role must revolve around men?
The military camp is my real battlefield.
Later, my sister asked me why I was so nice to her.
I looked at her face, which was exactly the same as mine in my previous life, and whispered, "Because I owe you a life."
Intention: harmony
