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When Jiang Tinglan opened her eyes again, she discovered that she had gotten married at a young age and even acquired a sixteen-year-old son.
Her husband was busy with his career and was away from home year-round. He might not be around, but the money always arrived. Her stepson lived with her parents-in-law in their old home in the capital, leaving her to enjoy the single life in peace.
According to the story, this stepson would eventually become a business tycoon who dominated the commercial world.
But that would soon have nothing to do with her, because she was about to give in to loneliness and cheat on her husband with a classmate. From then on, she would be stuck in a daily grind of endless domestic troubles.
Jiang Tinglan, who had transmigrated into the story: ...???? Was the mansion not comfortable enough, or was the money not tempting enough? If someone expected her to suffer through a hard life, that was not happening.
She decided not only to cling tightly to her bargain husband's coattails, but also to make a fortune in this golden age.
But when she opened her eyes the next day, the man who was never home was in the kitchen. Jiang Tinglan gazed at his back, his shirt stretched taut over muscles that formed a rugged mountain range, and decided this was a pretty good deal.
She happily called out to her husband and ran toward him, only to be blocked by a man who had just come in through the entryway.
The man in front of her was even more stunning. Before Jiang Tinglan could wipe the delighted look from her face, he gripped her chin and demanded, "Who are you calling your husband?"
At that moment, the person washing dishes in the kitchen turned around too.
Jiang Tinglan stared at two nearly identical faces, both with the same cold, aloof air, and was completely bewildered. So which one of them was her husband?
Bonus scene
One day, Jiang Tinglan was fast asleep when she suddenly felt a weight on top of her. She sleepily opened her eyes and saw Song Wenye. His arms were braced on either side of her as he stared intently down at her. Only after his gaze had made her go weak all over did he leisurely ask, "What's my name?"
Jiang Tinglan blinked, confused.
"You just called someone else's name in your sleep."
That couldn't be right. Jiang Tinglan wanted to deny it, but worried she really had said something, so she quickly blamed Song Ziyu, her hapless stepson. "I called out Song Ziyu."
"Why would you call out to him?" her bargain husband asked, narrowing his eyes. He was not easy to fool.
Jiang Tinglan immediately launched into a tearful performance. "I dreamed Ziyu became a rich boss in the future, but he said he wouldn't give me a single penny of his money. Worse, he wouldn't let you give me any money either."
Song Wenye: ???
Afraid her crying wasn't convincing enough, Jiang Tinglan gave her own waist a hard pinch. Tears immediately streamed down her face, as if she were utterly heartbroken.
Song Wenye's heart nearly broke at the sight. He held her and comforted her for ages before asking, "There'll be enough money in our family for you to spend for the rest of your life. Why are you worrying about this?"
"What if Song Ziyu doesn't support me when he grows up? Look, he doesn't even call me Mom now. When he's older, he might even turn you against me. After all, you have the same surname."
Song Wenye made his decision at once. "Impossible. I'm not that kind of person. If you want to hear him call you Mom, I'll make him do it tomorrow. He can keep saying it until you're happy."
Only then was Jiang Tinglan satisfied. She hugged her bargain husband and gave him a fierce kiss. "You're the best, darling."
Song Ziyu, only five years younger than Jiang Tinglan: You two really are something. I can only thank you so much.
Proud, aloof older man vs. sweet, soft-hearted little wife who loves to put on a show
Reader's guide: 1. A brainless wish-fulfillment story, no logic required.
2. An entirely fictional setting, very, very fictional.
3. The son is not biologically hers.
4. The leads have a thirteen-year age gap.
5. If it's not for you, just click the X. No need to tell me.
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After waking up fair-skinned and beautiful, Shen Zhizhi transmigrated into a book, becoming the heroine of a tearjerker period novel.
According to the plot, she would marry the male lead and toil for him for thirty years, serve her demanding parents-in-law until they died, and take care of her cold husband. She would never enjoy a single good day, and would die at the age of fifty.
In the end, her husband would achieve fame and success, buy her a grave worth a million, and then turn around and marry a woman twenty years younger.
Shen Zhizhi, who had transmigrated into the story: ...Whoever wants to marry that man can go ahead.
Lu Yunchen was handsome and came from a privileged family, but his demanding assignments left him with no time for marriage. His family had arranged several blind dates, and he had turned them all down. This time, they simply gave him an ultimatum: if he refused the blind date, he could never come home again.
He had no choice but to hurry back for the blind date.
Shen Zhizhi looked at the man she was meeting. He stood tall and straight, composed and dignified. She knew he was a supporting male character in the book: emotionless and loveless, with nothing in his heart but his career. He was responsible, would hand over his entire paycheck after marriage, and had no demands in exchange for the money. This was the one!
When everyone in the village learned that the pretty, pampered youngest daughter of the village secretary would rather follow the troops to a bitterly cold place than marry the only son of a state-owned factory director in the city, they were all jealous and indignant.
"Just you wait. With that spoiled attitude, she'll be crying her way back before long."
"I heard the man she married has no idea how to romance a woman and doesn't treat his wife well. They'll get divorced sooner or later."
The whole village waited for Shen Zhizhi to come back in tears. Her former husband from the book, far away in the city, was waiting for her to come back crying and begging him too.
But instead, they learned that Shen Zhizhi's husband had been promoted, and that she had moved with him to the capital.
Meanwhile, the supposedly unromantic man was massaging Shen Zhizhi's feet. "Zhizhi, is this pressure right?"
Aloof, elite soldier vs. stunning, pampered beauty
Theme: Love life.
If eyes could speak, my love would be deafening
Ah ah ah I want to read zaizaiwen
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"Inquiry" is a big bug for the author~ lobby
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah marry him, my mother agreed
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