The Lovely Couch Potato Marries a Big Shot in a Period Novel

Su Tao unexpectedly transmigrated into a book, becoming a supporting female character with the same name in a period novel.

This supporting character was kind and devoted. She got up at the crack of dawn and worked until late every day, giving money to her remarried mother, taking care of her stepfather's son, and willingly pining for the male lead, who had gone abroad, for half her life.

Su Tao: ?

Instead of wasting time doting on her little brother and pining after the male lead, wouldn't it be better to make money? Or find a big shot and become his partner in building a business empire?

She walked into the hazy, gray sand pit, trying to get closer to Lu Xiangxiao, a future big shot.

"I can cook, and I can keep the books."

Lu Xiangxiao bit down on his cigarette holder. "My aunt cooks. My uncle keeps the books."

Su Tao rolled up her sleeves. "Then I can carry sandbags."

Lu Xiangxiao dusted his hands and took the cigarette from the corner of his mouth, his usual cool expression unchanged. "Women can't do this kind of work. We don't hire anyone here except the boss's wife."

Su Tao: I can sell my strength, I can sell my words, but I can't sell myself...

Then she thought about it. Actually, she could. Lu Xiangxiao was disciplined, hardworking, good at making money, stingy, and uninterested in women.

Heaven had practically paved a straight road to success for her!

Su Tao married into the sand pit, and her relatives waited to laugh at her.

Marry into a sand pit and haul sandbags. Marry into a sand pit and eat sand for every meal! The three Lu brothers hadn't even built a proper house. Su Tao was in for a hard life as the eldest sister-in-law!

Who could have guessed Su Tao would live more comfortably and grow more radiant with every passing day?

Her sharp-tongued younger brother-in-law: "My sister-in-law gets up so late, the early-rising chickens in the house have all been killed by her."

Her sweet, naive younger brother-in-law: "That's not true. My sister-in-law wouldn't dare kill a chicken."

Her cunning husband: "I did it. Getting up early could cost her her life. Getting up late won't cost me mine."

In her previous life, Liang Xiuyuan had let young Su Tao down and regretted it for half his life. Given another chance, he no longer coveted a brilliant career or blindly obeyed his parents. All he wanted was to give Su Tao a safe, peaceful life.

But Su Tao didn't spare him a second glance. She put on her wedding dress and married into the sand pit, following Lu Xiangxiao as she made her way from humble beginnings to become a business magnate.

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1. Song Xian is a novice jewelry designer. One day, she wakes up to find that her company has been acquired and turned into a practice project for some rich second-generation heir.

The young master, Qi Yun'ao, is arrogant and domineering, and especially can't stand fools.

Song Xian, the world's most adorable dummy, carefully tries to pass herself off as smart.

She goes from timid and anxious to giving it her all, endlessly imagining Qi Yun'ao lowering his proud head and calling her "Miss Genius."

Finally, one night after drinking too much, Qi Yun'ao lowered his head, and she rose onto her toes.

When she sobered up, he was gone.

Song Xian quietly carried on with her life.

A fool's strings are precious too. He couldn't play them.

Song Xian finally made it to the top. When someone asked her what she thought of her former boss, Qi Yun'ao, she answered politely, "President Qi was the best-looking in the gifted class back in the day. He's handsome, and even smarter. He's like imperial green jade, one in a million."

Smart people have free souls. He's an eagle in the sky, not grass by the roadside or a tree next to it. He won't bloom or bear fruit for anyone.

And she was just a fool who followed the rules.

Qi Yun'ao stopped her by grabbing her suit jacket. "You don't know what I do best?"

Song Xian gave a faint smile. "I'm engaged, President Qi. Please behave yourself."

The light in his eyes shattered. He gave a self-mocking laugh. "So I'll get my turn after your second marriage?"

"Just wait and see."

Qi Yun'ao hated fools. In the end, he couldn't bear to hear the word. Every time he did, tears came to his eyes.

The fool had a clever heart. She was sharper than anyone.

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