The Cannon-Fodder Ex-Wife Finds Happiness

Qiao Wei transmigrated into a period novel as the cannon-fodder wife of the male lead.

The male lead was handsome and dashing, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, long legs, and a uniform. He was exactly Qiao Wei’s type, and his future prospects were bright.

In the original story, Qiao Wei was a doomed first wife who eloped with someone and ended up dying in misery. The original heroine, reborn, married the male lead, latched on to his success, and lived happily ever after.

But now Qiao Wei had transmigrated into the book, and she didn’t want to be cannon fodder.

She’d gone from dying alone as a terminally ill patient to having a husband and child, with a big shot right there at home. How could she let someone else snatch him away?

Qiao Wei was going to hold on tight and never let go.

Yan Lei realized that ever since he brought his wife back, she seemed like a different person.

“Colonel Yan’s wife wears old-fashioned homespun all the time. So thrifty and simple.”

Qiao Wei: Natural fabric feels so comfortable. Keep your synthetics away from me.

“Have you heard? Colonel Yan’s wife voluntarily gave up the new apartment building and took the lead in staying in the old family quarters, giving someone else the chance to live in a proper apartment. What admirable political awareness.”

Qiao Wei: Those cramped old apartment blocks are no match for a courtyard with a little local charm.

“We misunderstood her before. Look, when the colonel’s relatives came, she booked them a guesthouse right away and treated them to a high standard. So generous.”

Qiao Wei: Having relatives stay at home is such a pain. Dropping them at a guesthouse makes life so much easier.

Their life went from icy politeness to burning passion.

She used to live in a separate room. Now she wore his white shirt, her smooth, shapely legs walking back and forth right in front of him.

He used to wake up every morning without seeing her. Now, when he got up, he saw her rosy cheeks after her morning exercise, her eyes bright and her whole being full of energy.

She used to complain that he was uneducated and wouldn’t let him touch her beloved books. Now she handed him one herself. “Well, anyway, I hope you’ll read it too.”

“You can’t manage the laundry. Leave it to me,” the man said coolly.

“You just don’t want to wash the dishes. Leave it to me,” the man said scornfully.

“Here.” The man held it out.

“What is it?”

“Money and ration coupons,” he said. “I got someone to trade for a few extra fabric coupons this month. There’s enough for you to buy some new clothes.”

Qiao Wei smiled, her eyes curving into crescents.

As long as she didn’t end up as cannon fodder, Qiao Wei was having a wonderful time in the 1960s and 1970s.

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"The Real Heiress in a Hong Kong Tycoon Family in the 1950s" By Lao Na Chi Su

Blurb:

Su Wenxian transmigrates to Hong Kong in the 1950s. She is a lovely, vibrant flower growing amid the squalor and decay of a poor neighborhood, but nearly gets sold off as a concubine by the family that took her in.

Fortunately, she finds her biological father and transforms into a wealthy heiress. Her family’s businesses span real estate, textiles, and newspapers.

Unfortunately, her father is steeped in feudal thinking: “A woman only needs to wait to get married. Men should inherit the family business.”

Su Wenxian: Oh, all right.

Until her father falls gravely ill and the family’s men prove incapable, forcing Su Wenxian to step in at short notice.

And so, Hong Kong’s “Golden-Handed Xian” bursts onto the scene!

A whole generation of old-fashioned men are left gaping in disbelief.

At last, they admit that even feudal conventions can be broken, and that revitalizing the family business takes a capable person.

With a perspective and business acumen seventy years ahead of her time, Su Wenxian dazzles the family elders.

“Since all of you elders think so highly of me, I suppose I’ll take on the responsibility.”

I’ll call the shots in this tycoon family!

Theme: Adapt proactively to your circumstances and work to make things better.