The Young Lady Says My Acting Is Third-Rate

[Pure-Hearted, Loyal Puppy Bodyguard X Frail, Scheming Heiress] Xiang Ye is an ace mercenary codenamed Bluebird. Her mission is to infiltrate the Wen family, get close to the heiress, Wen Yi, and steal confidential information. After a carefully staged accident, she successfully became Wen Yi's personal bodyguard. Things went a little too smoothly. The pale, beautiful heiress first asked her to be her lover, then proposed marriage. "It'll make it easier for me to inherit the family business, and for you to stay by my side." Xiang Ye: ? Captain: For the mission, say yes! And just like that, Xiang Ye became a married woman. Married life included, but wasn't limited to, pushing the heiress's wheelchair, helping her take medicine, massaging her legs, and serving as a human pillow for her to lean against while she slept. Her teammates munched on sunflower seeds over the comms. "Little Bird, your heart rate's too high." Xiang Ye blushed, flustered and unconvincing. "...It isn't." The first time Wen Yi saw Xiang Ye, she wanted to laugh. She'd already read Bluebird's file. It said her agility was top-notch and her marksmanship was top-notch, but it didn't mention that her acting was terrible. Keeping this foolish little bird around, watching her clumsily play the loyal bodyguard while thinking her disguise was perfect, was quite amusing. She thought that if the silly bird was willing to stay in her cage, not bite or run away, she might just give her a chance. So she gave her chance after chance. Xiang Ye never betrayed her, nor did she betray her comrades. A rainy night. An explosion. A raging fire. The sniper pulled the trigger, and Xiang Ye stepped in front of Wen Yi. In the flames that engulfed everything, all that remained was a wedding ring, scorched crimson, rolling out of the ashes. Three years later, Wen Yi had secured her position as head of the family. The short-lived little bodyguard had become a scar on her heart. Anyone who brought her up would die. Everyone said she'd gone mad from mourning her dead wife. Until a legendary master thief appeared out of nowhere. Under a new identity, Xiang Ye slipped into the vault and picked the locks. She didn't find any priceless heirlooms, only the wedding ring she'd abandoned when she faked her death and escaped. "Bluebird." A gun silently pressed against the small of her back. A familiar voice brushed her ear, soft as a sigh. "Or should I call you... my dead little wife?" Theme: Love is a human gift