After Song Yun's death, she discovered that she was living in a male harem novel. She was the male protagonist's first wife who spent all her wealth to pave the way for him but had no life to enjoy it.
The male protagonist takes her out from time to time to remember her, sheds a few crocodile tears to act affectionate, and then painfully relies on the inheritance she left to become the richest man, crying and hugging beautiful women with luxury cars.
Song Yun: (Ah, ah, overturning the author's stool) (Pull the author's hair) (Tickling the author's face) (I'll trample you little biscuit to death)
She just said it! In her previous life, she had a good family, a decent job, a beautiful voice, a sweet body, and a soft body. Why did she let go of the little bamboo horse who was obsessed with her and praised her smelly feet and said she was so delicious, and insisted on marrying a hotel waiter?
When she opened her eyes again, Song Yun returned to 1985.
She was eighteen years old this year, and the mentally disturbed little bamboo horse still followed her around every day, picking up the enamel jars she threw away and stealing the clothes she hung in the backyard.
In her previous life, Song Yun slapped him disgustingly and told him to get away as far as he wanted. In the end, this guy cared not only about eating but also about fighting, and died with her in order to save her.
In this life, thinking of the more disgusting male protagonist, Song Yun directly dragged him to get the certificate.
Don't let this bitch try to cheat her of her family fortune!
What she didn't expect was that the little bamboo horse who was gloomy and depressed in her previous life and wanted to die at every turn would actually get better on her own after getting married. She was as gentle as jade and held a high position, doting her to the heavens.
Song Yun: It's so cool to win ^∨^
Intention: love yourself