Max-Level Supporting Actress Becomes the Tortured Novel's Heroine [Quick Transmigration]

My new story is out! Come check it out! Her alternate personality, determined to be a layabout, is forced to stand on her own. After she "died," everyone regretted it. This story will be going VIP tomorrow, August 30. There will be three chapters released that day, so please support me! As the wicked supporting actress who turned the male and female leads' lives into a complete mess, nearly making them question everything and prepare to die together, Cai Suya was the gold standard of villainy and a top-tier star among supporting actresses. She had a grand old time tormenting others, and no one could ever get the better of her. She never expected that, after transmigrating, she would become the heroine of one angsty melodrama after another... Cai Suya: So being the heroine is this miserable these days? Then I'd rather go back to being my wicked old self. (╯▽╰) World One: My fake son is the love child of my husband and his one true love Cai Suya smiled tenderly and beckoned to her fake son. "Good boy, do you still want to be Mommy's precious little darling?" The fake son quickly nodded, his big eyes fixed on her, full of adoration. "That auntie made Mommy angry," Cai Suya said with a wistful sigh, pointing at the pitiful-looking woman across from them. "Would you go slap her for Mommy?" World Two: I survived a hundred chapters in a palace-intrigue story before realizing I was a scapegoat Cai Suya gazed at the emperor, whose face had turned livid. Her eyes were as gentle as water, with unconcealed pity in them. "Your Majesty, it looks like your true love has been cheating on you." "Why?" "Is it because you can't perform?" World Three: My husband's ex-wife was reborn in an era novel "If you liked him, why did you cry and make such a fuss about getting a divorce back then?" Cai Suya earnestly looked at the ex-wife who was working so hard to steal her husband, her tone sincere. "Did you think someone else's husband was more tempting?" "As it happens," she said, tapping a slender finger against the village loafer who had fainted nearby, "this guy is someone else's husband too. His wife just ran off. Don't say I never look out for you. This is such a perfect match, and you were the first person I thought of." A feel-good power fantasy. The feel-good part is the point. Theme: I decide my own fate, not heaven.