I Transmigrated into a Book and Got Rich Growing Flowers

[Neighboring story coming soon: Devoted to You. Completed stories: He Pretends to Be Good and An Ambiguous Fall. Feel free to check them out if you're interested!]

Lin Yu transmigrated into an ancient romance novel and became a thoroughly expendable character: a daughter with an incompetent father and a mother who didn't love her, who appeared only in the protagonist's memories. She also got bound to a plot System.

Though she had arrived with nothing, studied foreign languages, and was hopeless at everyday chores, none of that was a problem for the ever-composed Lin Yu.

Why worry about arriving with nothing when the System could lay out the plot for her?

So what if her major was irrelevant? Hadn't she studied geography in high school? Growing flowers and raising fish would be a piece of cake.

And what if she was hopeless at daily life? Wasn't there a big, silly fellow she'd picked up who could thread needles and start fires to cook?

Life was still sweet.

But one thing puzzled her: why did she feel like something was pressing on her every night, making it hard to breathe?

Then one late night, Lin Yu groggily woke up to find that big, silly fellow leaning over her. His fingertips wandered across her face as he murmured, almost crazed yet seemingly pleading:

"Yu'er."

"Don't send me away."

"I'll be good."

P.S. A cozy slice-of-life farming story. The System doesn't do anything particularly useful.

The setting is fictional, with lots of original details. Flower-growing tips are based on Baidu, so please don't scrutinize them too closely.

A carefree, skilled flower-growing heroine x an extremely clingy, obsessive male lead who's a black-hearted wolf in sheep's clothing.

Theme: Work with your own hands and you'll have food and clothing