Check out my upcoming novels, "The Real Heiress Needs Financial Support" and "Rustling in a Galactic Mother-in-Law Novel." The blurbs are way, way, way, way down below~
[This Novel]
Qiu Ziyin transmigrates into a galactic mother-in-law novel and gets bound to a Mother-in-Law System. To survive, she has to get along with her mother-in-law. But to Qiu Ziyin's despair, her mother-in-law is terrified of earthworms, and Qiu Ziyin happens to be one.
In everyone else's eyes, Qiu Ziyin is a fragile, helpless human flower. But her mother-in-law can see that she's an earthworm.
Qiu Ziyin wants to get along with her mother-in-law, but her mother-in-law just wants to chop her into pieces.
One day, her mother-in-law finally succeeds, chopping Qiu Ziyin into pieces. Just as she is basking in her triumph, the pieces start growing at an incredible speed, turning into countless Qiu Ziyins.
The Qiu Ziyins eat their husband's family into poverty and get their husband framed by political rivals, landing him in prison for bigamy.
The mother-in-law and the Qiu Ziyins stare at one another.
The Qiu Ziyins: Um... shouldn't we figure out a way to save him? (They speak in unison.)
The mother-in-law: You're... right. (Her expression shifts as the earthworms surround her.)
Later, everyone finds out that the bigamy charge was a misunderstanding.
Husband: I was framed! : )
* Earthworms inside. Read with caution.
* The earthworms in this story are adorable, two-dimensional paper earthworms. Real-life earthworms, don't come after me.
* The moment you see "galactic mother-in-law," you know this story is going off the rails.
* A short story.
* The heroine is a total pushover, and the mother-in-law is ruthless.
* 1v1, both leads' first love. They belong to each other, body and soul. There's almost no romance, and they still haven't officially gotten together by the end.
Upcoming: "The Real Heiress Needs Financial Support"
After being switched at birth, Ye Zhizhi swallows her pride and returns to her wealthy biological parents to save the funeral paper shop her grandparents left her. She also starts considering which direction to expand the shop.
But Ye Zhizhi can't understand why, despite forcing herself to call those scumbags Mom and Dad, she still can't get any pocket money. Then she sees the fake heiress's huge bills. Okay, she gets it. Her parents are way too biased.
So Ye Zhizhi decides to earn money herself, using her half-baked self-taught knowledge to go catch ghosts. To keep her clients from realizing how inexperienced she is, Ye Zhizhi does her best to put on the airs of a master.
But after being showered with admiring looks from every direction, Ye Zhizhi can't hide her guilt any longer. She shamefacedly admits she's a total amateur and only catches ghosts by luck.
Got it, the master is just being modest! The clients, freed from the evil spirits tormenting them, become even more grateful.
Ye Zhizhi, who truly believes she's no good at this, sighs and rolls the evil spirit in her hands into a ball, ready to take it home and give her funeral paper shop an extra pair of hands.
At last, her wealthy parents remember that Ye Zhizhi is never home and come looking for her, bringing along their beloved fake heiress.
The Ye parents: Admit you were wrong, and we might give you a little of the Ye family's fortune someday.
The fake heiress: I'll ask Mom and Dad for you. I'll even have my fiance find you a proper job.
A passing CEO: Master Zhizhi!
The Ye family is dumbfounded. The people they want to suck up to are calling the Ye Zhizhi they've looked down on a master? Isn't she just a greedy, uneducated country bumpkin who only cares about money?!
After sending her parents away as they beg her in tears to come home, Ye Zhizhi sneers. Dream on! They didn't give her any living expenses back then! The weather's getting cold. The Ye family should go bankrupt.
The overbearing CEO, who has a special constitution that attracts evil spirits and has become the funeral paper shop's director of ghostly resources, repeats after her: The weather's getting cold. The Ye family should go bankrupt.
Upcoming: "Rustling in a Galactic Mother-in-Law Novel"
After being knocked out by a human using a novel, Zhang Panlian wakes up to find she's been transported into that very galactic mother-in-law novel, where she's become an unloved imperial princess.
She's currently being married off to the imperial family's sworn enemy, the Empire's Marshal.
Who she marries isn't important. The important thing is that he's human! Human! Haven't they noticed she's a 168-centimeter-tall cockroach?! Even Zhang Panlian herself is shocked... though someone has noticed something strange.
Her mother-in-law, the only one who's still sane.
Mother-in-law (squeezing out some cockroach bait): Here, have something tasty.
Zhang Panlian (drooling but having to refuse): No, thanks, hahaha. That's not really my thing...
The Marshal feels like something is off, but he has to focus on his work and raising the children. The kids are like little money-eating machines.
But why are there so many children? The Marshal watches them scuttling all over the floor, with two tufts of hair sticking up oddly on their heads, and falls into deep thought.
Theme: Galactic mother-in-law stories are forever the best.
Earthworms could one day be scarier than cockroaches
Hahahahahaha, the two mothers-in-law share the same fate.
The mother-in-law and the heroine are in true love, and the hero is more focused on participation.
Aren't earthworms hermaphrodites capable of reproducing themselves? Can't remember Mother-in-law, look, you are still lucky. If you put cockroaches and earthworms in front of you, do the earthworms feel better? Thank you Goose! Akimbo
They are all good earthworms. This accent makes me laugh to death hahahaha
Hhhhhhh Why don't you just do it, Fang Qixin! Come to the throne~
I laughed so hard. I think of the medicine that Aunt Zhang Pei drank a few times ago. It must be the new recovery liquid (I'm sure)
It's so fast, it feels much shorter than Xiaomi Tang's.
All kids, Marshal has a lot of time on his hands
Fang Qixin: Don't I deserve to have noodles?