The Villainous Scumbag Wife of a Disabled Tycoon

[Recommending my dear Fuka Fufu’s novel, *Transmigrating into a Book as the Disabled A of a Mad, Sweet Actress*. It’s so good!] Cheng Xing had barely graduated when she transmigrated into a book. The original owner was a powerful heiress in Hong Kong’s social circles. After falling for the female lead, Jiang Ciyi, at first sight, she had someone run her over, leaving her with a disability in both legs and forcing her to struggle through life in a wheelchair. She married Jiang Ciyi and subjected her to relentless emotional abuse, only to discover that Jiang Ciyi already had someone else in her heart. Jiang Ciyi locked her in the attic and treated her like a dog. Just as the female lead was on the verge of death, a mysterious butler showed up and took her away. Not long afterward, Hong Kong’s most powerful family announced that they had found their long-lost youngest daughter. Jiang Ciyi became the family’s cherished darling, with a well-matched fiancée, Shen Qingxue. Meanwhile, the original owner, a disposable villain, remained completely in the dark. Even when she met Shen Qingxue, she had no idea who she really was. She kept making a scene and trying to wreck their relationship, hoping to win Jiang Ciyi back. In the end, she made such a mess of things that her family company went bankrupt. She became a laughingstock among the wealthy, then Jiang Ciyi’s destined partner had someone run her over, leaving her disabled and abandoning her on a mountain, where wolves devoured her until not a bone remained. Cheng Xing: ... She’d imagined living the life of a rich second-generation heir, but not a life of criminal charges! - When Cheng Xing arrived, it was the tenth day the original owner had kept Jiang Ciyi locked in the attic. She opened the attic door, trembling with fear, expecting to see a woman reduced to misery. Instead, she found a delicate porcelain doll behind it. So beautiful and immaculate, like a celestial being. Cheng Xing: ... The original owner was a monster! As she crept closer, the exquisite porcelain doll suddenly opened her eyes. Her gaze was cold enough to kill. “Get out.” Cheng Xing had almost forgotten: before her car accident, this porcelain doll had been an outstanding forensic pathologist who didn’t even blink while dismembering a corpse. Cheng Xing trembled. “I’ve studied a little medicine. I can treat you.” Jiang Ciyi: “?” Cheng Xing came from a family of practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine, and was especially skilled at acupuncture and massage. So, night after night, she diligently worked herself to the bone, providing round-the-clock care. Cheng Xing had a clear plan: cure Jiang Ciyi, work hard to earn money, and get her life back on track. But on the night Hong Kong’s richest man held a family-reunion banquet, Cheng Xing stood in a corner, ready to make a quiet exit once Jiang Ciyi took the stage. To her surprise, just as she turned to leave, a spotlight fell on her. Jiang Ciyi stood onstage, tears in her eyes. “Xingxing, are you leaving me?” Cheng Xing: “...” This wasn’t how things were supposed to go! Gentle top x aloof bottom I wanted to write something and let loose, so this novel came about... A chaotic, unpredictable world. Try guessing what happens. ^_^ It might be an over-the-top rich-family drama, but I’ll do my best to make it cute. ^_^ Cover art thanks to the lovely and kindhearted Fuka Fufu. [Recommending my dear Fuka Fufu’s novel, *Transmigrating into a Book as the Disabled A of a Mad, Sweet Actress*. It’s thrilling and fantastic. You won’t regret giving it a try.] A gentle, disabled A who can’t suppress her desires vs. a deranged, flirtatious young actress posing as a sweet wife O [entertainment industry] Song Yanrong transmigrated into a book. She became a scummy A who could only get around in a wheelchair. The original owner took an interest in a woman, abducted her on her elder sister’s engagement night, abused her, then dumped her by the roadside. In the end, the elder sister and the woman joined forces to take revenge: they broke all four of her limbs, sent her to a certain offshore medical ship, and left her to die a horrible death. That woman was Su Jia, the female lead of the book. The day Song Yanrong transmigrated was the night of the engagement. The original owner had just dragged the female lead out of the house. Song Yanrong looked at the omega sitting helplessly before her, still pitiful and not yet gone dark: “...” “You can go.” Come on, little sister. Let’s not get involved with each other. Unexpectedly, Su Jia suddenly grabbed her ankle and begged, “Take me with you.” Song Yanrong: “...?” Those eyes were too captivating, glistening with tears and enough to steal anyone’s heart. Song Yanrong admitted she was dazzled. But what stunned her even more was this: Her legs, which were supposed to have lost all sensation, could actually feel Su Jia’s touch... Song Yanrong: Maybe getting involved wouldn’t be so bad. - Su Jia had awakened to the truth. She vaguely knew she was a character in a book. Starting on the day of the engagement, she would suffer endless humiliation and spend the rest of her life regretting that she never became a movie star. Everyone praised her for her innocence, yet everyone took advantage of her kindness, especially the Song family. And now she was about to get engaged to the Song family’s eldest daughter, beginning a life of suffering. She had prepared plenty of ways to go down fighting, until Song Yanrong forcibly took her away from the back garden. Su Jia considered her options carefully: Song Yanrong was foolish and disabled, but also doted on by her family. She would be easier to control and use. Who could have guessed that Song Yanrong would suddenly change her mind and let her go? So Su Jia seized her pale ankle. It felt like jade, and her scent was cool and crisp, yet Su Jia suddenly felt hot all over, as if she had a fever. Just a few days after going home with Song Yanrong, Su Jia realized she craved Song Yanrong’s pheromones intensely. The doctor said she had “pheromone fixation syndrome”: she was unaffected by the pheromones of 99.99% of alphas in the world, and Song Yanrong belonged to the remaining 0.01%. The only way to cure it was to choose one A for life, get marked by an A who met the requirements, reach a certain level, and then forcibly quit and desensitize herself. Su Jia sniffed the scent of the alpha’s shirt from the night before. Desire flashed in her eyes, but her expression was cold. Of course she’d choose to quit. - Using public opinion as leverage, Su Jia proposed a marriage of convenience. Song Yanrong looked at the red-eyed woman, remembered the sensation in her legs, and agreed. After they married, she discovered that every time Su Jia got close to her, her legs recovered a little. One day, after Su Jia found out, Song Yanrong worked late and fell asleep at the office. That night, she woke to someone tickling her and found Su Jia sitting in her wheelchair. “What are you doing here?” Su Jia leaned close to her ear. “I came to give you a massage.” “...” As their relationship grew closer, Song Yanrong pampered Su Jia more and more. Her legs gradually recovered, and she also helped Su Jia achieve her dream of becoming a movie star. Watching Su Jia stand onstage to accept an award, Song Yanrong thought that living together was wonderful, even if her wife had long since “gone dark.” Until one day, after an auction, she went to find Su Jia with a diamond worth a fortune, only to hear Su Jia say to someone else, “How could I possibly spend my whole life hung up on her?” Song Yanrong put the diamond away and moved out. At the country’s biggest film festival, Song Yanrong was invited as an investor and assigned to walk the red carpet with a certain actress. As it happened, the actress was Su Jia’s rival, and all eyes were on them. Su Jia walked over in a red dress, a wild look in her eyes. Everyone thought she was about to start a fight, but instead, Su Jia burst into tears. “Wifey, I can’t sleep when you’re not there.” Everyone: “!!?” Is this something we’re allowed to hear? A mad, sweet O cries as she pins down a domineering A, using every means at her disposal to beg for a mark Premise: Building a beautiful life