The Little Heiress of a Wealthy Family Drops the Act [Book Transmigration]

[Main story complete, bonus chapters coming] Qin Chaoxue was the little princess of Xicheng's wealthy elite: fair-skinned, beautiful, gentle, and as lovable as a delicate flower. But she was also the heroine of a melodramatic novel, whose plot demanded that she devote herself entirely to the male lead and suffer both physical and emotional abuse before finally reaching a happy ending. After transmigrating into the role of a delicate flower and being told to follow the main plot, Qin Chaoxue fell into deep thought. The original story required the heroine to enter a talent competition? She simply invested in a boy group competition and joined the show as a mentor, then turned one group of idols into a global sensation. The original story said the heroine had to go bankrupt? So she quietly worked hard at her career and eventually drove her business rival into bankruptcy instead. The original story also said the heroine would hold a grand wedding? Qin Chaoxue: "Since you didn't specifically say the groom had to be the original male lead, I can marry anyone, right?" But... Right now, she's sitting in a limited-edition supercar. A top idol in the passenger seat is carefully wiping her sweat, a genius singer in the back seat is singing for her, her gentle older brother is waiting in line nearby to buy her favorite milk tea, and a movie king is making her soup at home. So, which one should she invite to help her complete the final plot point? * Qin Chaoxue had pursued Pei Xiu'an wholeheartedly for years, but never got the slightest response. After he coldly trampled her sincerity into the mud, she finally disappeared. He sneered, "Playing hard to get. Let's see how long she keeps it up." One day, Pei Xiu'an heard the gossip: "Qin Chaoxue is rumored to be involved with that movie star again." That evening, at a banquet, Pei Xiu'an finally saw Qin Chaoxue again after all this time. His eyes full of tenderness, he pinned her against a wall, delivered a classic domineering-CEO line, and prepared to force a kiss on her. But the woman he remembered as a delicate flower landed a beautiful elbow strike and flipped him onto the ground. The next moment, the powerful figures at the banquet hurried over. "Chaoxue, are you all right?" The top idol who had taken the entertainment world by storm carefully wiped her hand. "Chaoxue, come over here. Don't stoop to the level of a scumbag." The genius singer gently consoled her. The international movie king, fresh from winning the grand slam: "Don't touch our Boss Qin with your dirty hands!" Standing over him in high heels, Qin Chaoxue said, "Mr. Pei, it's getting cold. Your company has been acquired by me." Pei Xiu'an stared at her in disbelief. "You said you liked me back then?" "I was pretending." "You were devoted to me?" "That was pretend, too." "Then what about now?" "Sorry, I don't want to pretend anymore." Qin Chaoxue got behind the wheel of her limited-edition supercar, filled it with handsome men, and sped away without looking back. Pei Xiu'an clutched his chest, his eyes reddening as he watched from the street corner for a long, long time. [Note: This is a female-led entertainment-industry novel with multiple love interests. The original male lead is not a love interest, so don't pick him.] [Please click through and add my next novel to your collection] ↓ My Junior Sister of the Sword Sect Wields a Magic Wand Blurb: Wen, whose name is too long to remember, was a genius Archmage from a magical continent. While creating a forbidden spell, she blew herself up. The blast also sent her into the body of Wen Yun, an outer disciple of the Pureflow Sword Sect. Seeing that all her fellow disciples could fly on their swords, Wen Yun gripped a fire poker. "I can ride my magic wand into the sky, too, right?" * Everyone in the Pureflow Sword Sect loved swords. Whenever the disciples had free time, they mined ore and forged metal, all so they could personally craft their own life-bound immortal swords. Wen, an outer disciple, was considerate toward her senior brothers and offered to tend the fire. Everyone praised her: "Junior Sister Wen may lack the talent for cultivation, but she's certainly kind and beautiful." Meanwhile, Wen Yun looked at the countless piles of precious magic-wand materials in the firewood and trembled all over. "Phoenixwood!" "Snakeblood wood!" She gripped the poker. "Senior Brothers, I need a few fire pokers. Can I have these?" Her senior brothers felt even more affection for her. Look how poor Junior Sister was, treasuring a few scraps of wood like this. "Take them, take them all. Is that enough? If not, there's more in the woodshed!" Not long afterward, her senior brothers looked up at Junior Sister Wen flying toward them and were a little bewildered. "Why is Junior Sister flying on a fire poker instead of a sword?" * They say there's a female cultivator in the cultivation world who wields a blunt wooden sword, yet her power is terrifying. Legend has it she's mastered the art of projecting sword energy, and wherever she points her sword, thunder descends. Wen Yun: "No, that's a lightning spell." She pointed her sword again, and flames soared into the sky. Wen Yun: "No, that's the most basic fireball spell." She pointed her sword once more, and floods drowned the myriad realms. Wen Yun: "Would anyone believe me if I said that was a cleaning spell I made myself?" Theme: If someone bullies you, hit them back.