A Reborn Woman's Guide to Care [Quick Transmigration]

My completed Quick Transmigration novel, The Targets Are All Too Indifferent, and my upcoming modern romance, The Breeze Circles the Silk and Bamboo, are on my profile. Come check them out.

The entire novel is already written, so feel free to dive in.

[Blurb]

After being reborn, the good girl turns dark and goes astray.

The male lead sets out to conquer the female boss.

From the heroine's perspective, watching a man win her over probably feels like watching herself fall for him:

Hah, dealt with him!

As if I'd ever like him!

No problem. The second he changes his mind, I'll immediately...

Wait, something's off... This damn love is kind of sweet...

Gu Ye got drafted into the job and embarked on a path of no return. Who knew she'd eventually shine and make a difference...

[Confused, disfigured woman × gentle doctor]

Misunderstand him, seduce him, then dump him.

Dean, please take good care of me~

[Cool female PhD × loyal robot No. 057]

I created him, created him again, and then created him yet again... But how could he have forgotten me?

What an ungrateful creation...

[Dangerous mermaid seeking revenge × broke, sharp-tongued, mean scholar]

Hah... I've never met a human so damn annoying, this damn scholar.

Damn him, damn him, damn him... But when he really died saving me, why didn't I know what to do?

[Fallen young lady × noble young master who catches her]

I never thought the young master, known as “the dream of every girl in Gusu,” would fall for me.

I never thought I'd stab him with my own hands, either.

Three years apart, and when we meet again, we're characters in the same song.

[Come enjoy my completed novel]

The Targets Are All Too Indifferent [Quick Transmigration]

Yin Li was promoted to director, and the higher-ups even set up a department just for her.

Every male lead in it was the same flavor of indifferent... cold, bleak, muddled, and bland...

Yin Li was stunned. “Damn! That can actually work?”

CEO Wei Dongming

Yin Li couldn't help asking, “So this huge convenience store chain is actually yours?”

Wei Dongming loosened his tie. “What are you thinking? It's nothing but scraps. Why would I open convenience stores for fun?”

Professor Su Qiyan

Yin Li set her textbook down on the table. “Explain this to me. You were so talented in physics, so why did you suddenly change your major?”

Su Qiyan paused in the middle of writing and looked straight at her. “Didn't you study astronomy just fine, then switch to teaching physics? Teacher, care to explain?”

Young Marshal Rong Chengnan

“Big brother,” she said sweetly.

Rong Chengnan frowned. “Call me Dad.”

Yin Li shook her head. I already have a dad.

Tsk. (He swept away in a huff.)

The benevolent Yu Pusheng

At their first meeting, Yin Li trembled, wrapped in fluffy white fur, and did her best to please him. “Meow~~”

He kicked her right in the doorway. “Follow me again and I'll skin you.”

She landed three meters away. Yin Li was in agony. Is this guy seriously the male lead? A savior of all living things? QAQ Where did this deranged villain come from?!

[The Breeze Circles the Silk and Bamboo]

In her previous life, Xiao Sizhu had a childhood friend who was the sort of kid everyone else's parents wished they had. When she was in her second year of high school, he moved away, and they gradually grew distant.

The night before her wedding, at twenty-seven, Xiao Sizhu received a call from her childhood friend's mother: Jiang Qingfeng had slit his wrists in a suicide attempt.

That little bastard... Xiao Sizhu swore, threw on her coat, and drove out in the middle of the night. So many years had passed that the boy she remembered was only a hazy image. Xiao Sizhu lost focus at the wheel and looked up... Oh, crap →_→

After a miserable car accident, Xiao Sizhu opened her eyes to find that time had returned to when she was seven. Little Jiang Qingfeng still lived in the same building as her, a pampered, delicate little boy with a face like a doll.

He came from a good family, looked good, and got good grades. He was the very picture of upright virtue. He knew to hand her his pocket money, discreetly covered up her misdeeds, helped her tie her hair in the morning, and carried her schoolbag after school. Xiao Sizhu couldn't for the life of her understand why he would kill himself.

Jiang Qingfeng had been impossibly smart since childhood. A fortune-teller said he was too clever for his own good, and that deep love would shorten his life. The adults believed it and forbade him from skipping grades, insisting he go through school one step at a time. And so Jiang Qingfeng endured more than ten years of being exploited by the person living upstairs.

He couldn't escape the prophecy. He hid his brilliance to avoid the pain of being too clever, but he couldn't escape loving too deeply, couldn't escape an early death, couldn't escape longing until he went mad, and couldn't escape the despair of a lonely lamp.

Only much later did he understand that, as time passed, he'd come to embrace it willingly.

On a little bridge at sunset, two children walked side by side with their schoolbags. Suddenly, the little girl tugged at the little boy.

“Jiang Qingfeng, what on earth is going on in that head of yours?”

The little boy frowned and ignored her. The next second, she leaned toward him, eyes shining.

“Are you unhappy?”

“Isn't life beautiful?”

“Don't you have anything you like doing?”

She grew more and more animated, her fluttering eyelashes almost brushing his face. Her soft pink lips sent warm, damp breath toward him like a sauna. Little Jiang pressed his lips together, blushing, and then heard her ask:

“Why on earth do you want to die?”

His face darkened. For the first time, he tugged her braid. “You're crazy.”

Theme: Sweet, warm healing