[Please add my upcoming novel, My Villainess Mom Raises Her Child in Reverse on a Reality Show, to your reading list!]
What's it like to transmigrate into a villainess who married into a wealthy family after using a pregnancy to force a marriage, then started tormenting her son out of spiritual emptiness and eventually brought about her own death?
Gu Qianjing says, Thanks for asking. The plot is unfolding, and I'm finding out firsthand.
One moment, Gu Qianjing was complaining that the villainess in the domineering CEO romance, who tormented her own son, was a monster.
The next, she transmigrated into that very same monstrous mother. By the time she took over, the original owner had tormented her son into silence.
The first thing she saw after transmigrating was broken vase shards all over the floor.
The little boy responsible stared at her with round, dark eyes, cowering and trembling in the corner. Gu Qianjing took a step toward him, and the little dumpling squeezed his eyes shut, shaking even harder.
But the pain he expected never came. Instead, the little dumpling was wrapped in a soft, fragrant embrace.
Unexpectedly saddled with the job of being a mother, Gu Qianjing began cramming on child-rearing knowledge.
She fell asleep after reading just two pages of the hefty book How to Be Friends with Your Child. In the end, she remembered only one line: [To understand a child, first become one.]
When she saw the little dumpling playing with blocks, Gu Qianjing walked over, picked up a box, and eagerly sat down on the floor to build with them.
Only to discover that modern children's toys made a fool of her. In the end, she needed her son's help to finish the blocks.
The little dumpling hid in the attic to read storybooks.
Gu Qianjing squeezed in beside him and said pitifully, "Tell me a story?"
The little dumpling blushed to the tips of his ears and stammered, "Once upon a time... there was a little mermaid..."
Gu Qianjing suddenly realized the little dumpling had finally started talking. The proud mom was moved to tears.
While watching a horror movie, Gu Qianjing hid behind the little dumpling, trembling. A pair of soft little hands covered her eyes.
A cute, milky voice sounded beside her ear. "If you're scared, don't watch!"
The livestream chat was in an uproar: [Aaaah... Our baby's boyfriend energy is MAX!]
The Lin Group invested in a film called Noble Consort Zhao. At the film's wrap party, young CEO Lin Mingqi somehow ended up in the room of an actress who had played a maid in the movie.
Two months later, the actress used her pregnancy to force him into marriage.
To protect his family's reputation, Lin Mingqi married her. After the wedding, he rarely saw her, though he sent her money regularly.
Then Lin Mingqi received an anonymous recording listing all the ways Gu Qianjing had mistreated their child.
At the same time, he saw his wife and son on a variety show. The little boy, who looked so much like him, was massaging his mother's shoulders.
Meanwhile, his mother was lounging on the sofa, wearing a face mask and a cute little bun, watching cartoons.
Lin Mingqi clenched his fists.
Three days after rushing home, Lin Mingqi was personally providing massages for mother and son.
Gu Qianjing, a winner in life, lay on the deck of a luxurious cruise ship. Watching the two, one big and one small, bustle around to serve her, she remembered the line from the book:
[To understand a child, first become one.]
Reading really does change your destiny!
[Main story complete]
The spirit of a peony learned the art of cooking and cultivation from the Immortal Realm's master chef. After three thousand years, the flower spirit's cooking skills had reached perfection, but it still couldn't become an immortal because it lacked merit. So it came to the human world to do good deeds and earn merit.
After transmigrating, it found that the original owner was buried in debt and alone with a three-year-old younger brother who was the reincarnation of a demon king. There was only 58 yuan left in the original owner's WeChat wallet. With her new life in shambles, the immortal chef set up a food stall and began a culinary career in the human world.
When the landlord heard that the pampered young lady wanted to sell snacks at a street stall, he laughed himself silly. "That phony rich kid knows how to cook? Pigs will fly first."
A paper-thin, glistening meat pie came flying at him. "Well, now you can fly."
The pampered young lady's Beijing meat pies had a savory aroma, with tender, juicy filling and a crisp exterior that was soft inside and melted in your mouth. Set up on Sanhua Road's snack street, their aroma drifted all the way to the entrance of the affiliated high school, where students could smell the heavenly scent from inside the building.
In the biting winter wind, a steaming bowl of lamb offal soup at the food stall gave off an irresistible aroma. The broth bubbled over a low flame as diners heartily ate meat and drank soup, enjoying themselves so much that beads of sweat appeared on their noses.
The demon king reincarnated as her little brother stopped making a fuss, too. Every day, he had only one thing on his mind: What's for dinner?
A bold, passionate demon king of an immortal chef VS an aloof, world-weary, germaphobic writer. The male lead appears midway through the story. The romance is simple and heartwarming, while the main focus is on food. This is proper comfort-food reading, updated every night at 9. Come on in!
Theme: The warmth of everyday life is what soothes the hearts of ordinary people.
Pickled radish is actually quite delicious.
April 1st is so far away! Give me a discount and open a new store on March 8th?
Is this the end? Don't you want to write it?
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers~
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers~
Check in after reading. Come on, author!
Ah! Want to see more extras
The food articles are really well written! Came from Daiwei! It did not disappoint!
In my last life and this life, I have been protecting the peony from wind and rain.
I can't bear to do it. I'm going to write some extras.