I Transmigrated into a Book as a Runaway Bride and Survive by Acting Cute

Fu Shang transmigrated into an old-fashioned melodramatic novel. In the book, he was the beautiful, pampered wife of the obsessive villain Xie Mian, snatched away from the male lead. Aside from spending money like water, he couldn't do anything. The original Fu Shang, whose heart belonged only to the male lead, spent the whole book repeating the same routine from the first chapter to the last: defy Xie Mian, run away, get caught and have this or that done to him, then keep running, all in a forced-love-and-possession storyline! The transmigrated Fu Shang thought, Life outside is way too hard. There's nothing to eat or drink, and the male lead's admirers are out to get me. I can't stand the slightest hardship. On their wedding night, the villain, his expression impassive, gripped the young man's chin and threatened in a low voice, "You can only ever be mine..." "Mm-hmm, I know." Fu Shang immediately curved his peach-blossom eyes into a shy smile and interrupted him. "I like you best!" Then the beautiful young man pulled the covers over himself and sweetly told him, "Good night, honey." Xie Mian, who had been about to threaten and cajole him: "...Mm. Good boy." As the youngest prince of the Li Dynasty, Fu Shang had been spoiled rotten since childhood by his father, the emperor, and the hundreds of consorts in the imperial harem. Afraid he would turn out badly, his mother had stayed up all night teaching him The Guide to Spotting Green-Tea Women, hoping he wouldn't follow in his father's footsteps. But after transmigrating, Fu Shang had no chance to spot a green-tea woman. Instead, he had to play one himself: a pampered wife who stole the male lead's heart and ran away... Right now, the male lead of the original book was waiting in a private room to meet him in secret. Fu Shang looked at the handsome villain, who had already received the news and wore a gloomy expression. Tears in his eyes, he said, "Xie Mian, I was wrong. Those men outside are all liars, and they're no good at all. You're the only one who's good to me!" After Fu Shang's coaxing and sweet talk, Xie Mian coughed, the tips of his ears turning red as he pulled Fu Shang into his arms. In a hoarse voice, he said, "Good. Now you know. Be good. Don't cry." Fu Shang nodded and shrank his neck, feeling a little ticklish. Before he could pull away, Xie Mian grabbed him by the waist and hauled him onto his lap. The young man's voice was low and hoarse as he stared into Fu Shang's eyes. "On the sofa, okay?" Fu Shang had no idea what they were going to do on the sofa... but hesitantly nodded. There's nothing a little sweet talk can't fix. - The Guide to Spotting Green-Tea Women And then... and then he managed to stay alive, but nothing else stayed safe, sob! Sweet talk is completely useless! I'm never doing this again! A transmigration-into-a-book story, married first and in love later, sweet from beginning to end. A seemingly perfect match, but things get a little too intense: a fierce, possessive villain top x a pampered beauty bottom who thinks life outside is way too hard and would rather be spoiled by her husband, because he only knows how to spend money Theme: Cherish the one before you.