After I Transmigrated into a Book, I Married the Villain [The 1970s]

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Xu Muqing was famous among the wealthy for being a spoiled troublemaker. One day, she woke up to find she'd transmigrated into a period novel, as a cannon-fodder female supporting character who wouldn't survive past the second chapter because of another supporting character's schemes. To stay alive, she had no choice but to keep her head down and avoid the male and female leads. But one day, while evading the heroine, she fell into a hunter's trap. The hunter was Cheng Xiangsong, the story's biggest villain.

The villain had a bright future ahead of him, so Xu Muqing, alone and with no one to rely on, decided to cling to his coattails.

And so, whenever Cheng Xiangsong went out to work in the fields, a little shadow would follow him.

"Brother Xiangsong, are you thirsty? Would you like some water?" She held out a flask to him.

Cheng Xiangsong glanced at her pale hand and said coldly, "I'm not thirsty."

"Then, Brother Xiangsong, are you tired? Want a sweet potato and a little rest?" Xu Muqing wasn't discouraged by his cold shoulder.

Cheng Xiangsong looked at the pale arm reaching toward him again. His throat bobbed, but all he managed was, "I'm not tired. Stop bothering me." He sent her away without a trace of politeness.

Fine, she'd come back tomorrow.

Later, Cheng Xiangsong held her in his arms, looking completely satisfied, while she clutched her waist and cursed. She'd known clinging to his coattails would come at a price, but no one had told her she'd have to pay this kind of price!

Later still,

"Cheng Xiangsong, are you sick of me? I knew it, you've always been sick of me. You were already sick of me when we first met." Xu Muqing stormed in, kicked off her shoes, and dragged up old grievances.

"It's my fault, but I'm really not sick of you. I love you too much to ever get sick of you." Cheng Xiangsong followed behind her, dutifully picking up her shoes and coaxing her.

"Then why won't you buy me ice cream?"

"Sweetheart, we have to be reasonable. You said your stomach hurt yesterday. How can you eat ice cream today?"

"I don't care. You're just sick of me. Do you marry a wife so you can lecture her about reason?"

"No..."

"I don't care. Go sleep in the guest room tonight and think about whether a wife is someone you should reason with."

Cheng Xiangsong was at his wit's end. First, she'd banned him from walking barefoot at home, and now she'd banished him to the guest room for refusing to let her eat ice cream.

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Blurb:

In her previous life, Qin Qiuyu drained her husband's family to support her own, only to be thrown out as soon as she divorced and was no longer useful. She eventually died miserably on the streets.

When she opened her eyes again, she was eighteen, and her grandmother had just beaten her for refusing to give her college place to her cousin.

This time around, she absolutely would not be such a fool.

Her grandmother chased her with a cane, demanding she give up her college place? She snatched the cane and chased her grandmother around instead.

Her powerful, influential uncle tried to seize her college place? She filed a report and sent him and his son off to prison together.

Her biased parents refused to pay her tuition? She set up a stall and made a thriving business of it.

As for her younger brother, a delinquent who died young in her previous life, he may have benefited from their family's preference for boys, but he was the only one in the family who cared for her and stood up for her. He was worth saving.

Everything went smoothly apart from the difficult period right after she was reborn. But now she was looking at the man in front of her and feeling a little troubled.

He kept engineering chance encounters, bringing her flowers every few days, and giving her the gold and silver jewelry she liked. Even the part-time tutoring job she'd found turned out to be tutoring him. She had no defense against him, and her heart, which had stirred for him in her previous life, stirred again.

Oh, well. She'd lived a whole new life. Surely she wouldn't repeat the same mistakes. She might as well marry him again and love him properly this time.

Ning Yuanshan thought his wife was wonderful in every way. She was beautiful and well-educated, elegant in public and skilled in the kitchen. He felt as though his ancestors' graves had started smoking to bless him with such a good wife. His only complaint was that she seemed too delicate, her small frame nearly two sizes smaller than his.

So when he saw his wife beat up her brother, who was at least a head taller than her, his eyes widened and he staggered back two steps. Was this really his delicate wife?

Qin Qiuyu rubbed her fingers, a little sore from beating someone up. "What do you think?"

Ning Yuanshan: "..."

"Honey, I'm sorry. Don't hit me!"

Qin Qiuyu smiled brightly, cupped his face in both hands, and leaned close to his ear. "If you behave, why would I hit you? Darling~"

At that moment, Ning Yuanshan felt his heart might leap right out of his chest. His wife was so beautiful. So what if she was a little fierce?

Theme: Sweet romance