After I Transmigrated into a Book, I Married a Cunning Tycoon

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Luo Zhu has always known nothing but eating, drinking, and having fun. She claims she could drink anyone under the table. Then one day, she drinks too much, dives headfirst into a swimming pool, and wakes up to find she has transmigrated into a melodramatic period novel full of heartbreak.

There isn't any liquor, and through a bizarre twist of fate, she ends up married to the sickly man from the neighboring village, nicknamed "Lung Cougher."

With no idea what to do on her wedding night, she calls out to the sickly man.

"Hey, let's talk! What's your name?"

"Qin Xu."

The words on Luo Zhu's lips abruptly die away. The big shot in the book is actually her husband. What a stroke of luck!

"What do you want to talk about?" he asks coldly.

"Falling in love, darling!"

"..."

The old, shabby brick house had belonged to Qin Xu alone, but then a wife fell from the sky.

This woman has a temper and wastes money. He dislikes everything about her, but since she has a good heart and isn't bad-looking, he'll let her stay for now.

Later, for her sake, he derails the revenge plan he has spent more than a decade patiently preparing.

He swears to give her the very best.

He can't even say when he started loving her.

[Hot-tempered little troublemaker VS cold, proper, and pretending]

[If anything bothers you, please don't read]

Theme: Everyone is the main character of their own life