Lin Daiyu's Daily Life as an Immortal in Dream of the Red Chamber

After observing a year of mourning at the age of six, Daiyu said goodbye to her father and set off for her maternal grandmother's home outside the capital.

Her father said she should bring plenty of things, lest her grandmother's family look down on her. Her master said she should bring plenty of people, so anyone who upset her could be beaten and thrown out.

So the people who accompanied her to the capital included a nanny, two young maidservants, several other servants, and a boat packed to the brim with trunks and luggage.

The capital was very different from Yangzhou. No one in her maternal family looked down on her, but she did encounter plenty of strange things there.

The new concubine taken in by the master of the Eastern Mansion was a fox spirit, causing chaos throughout the household. Her second uncle's wife suddenly became pregnant, but the child was a fake. Her eldest uncle was wounded by a gu and fell ill, with no cure in sight...

How did Daiyu learn about all these strange happenings? Naturally, it was because the nanny and maidservants around her weren't human either.

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Blurb:

Ji Zhen, an overworked office worker who died suddenly, opened her eyes and found herself transmigrated into the role of a cannon-fodder wealthy matriarch in a melodramatic novel she had once read: the step-grandmother of the second male lead, a deranged villain.

The step-grandmother and the rest of the wealthy family helped pave the way for the second male lead's dark and twisted upbringing, only to be delightfully sacrificed by him in the end. The family fortune then became seed money for his business empire.

Forced to wake up more than twenty years older, Ji Zhen, whose face looked ten years older than her age, clutched her back and chest and collapsed onto the bed.

The deranged second male lead was still a little kid. He wouldn't be capable of going crazy for at least another ten years, so there was no need to worry about him yet. The urgent question was how to get a bigger share of the family fortune. Her youth was gone, so asking for more money as compensation wasn't unreasonable, right?

When Ji Zhen first transmigrated, her wealthy "darling old man" had already suffered a heart attack and been sent to the hospital. A crowd of people, too many to count on both hands, were waiting to divide up his estate. The one wailing the loudest was one of the old darling's many sweethearts.

Sweetheart: Great, the old guy already suspects the son isn't his. If he dies now, that's perfect.

"Oh?" Hearing the sweetheart's thoughts, Ji Zhen looked at the brat running around, shrieking and causing mayhem, and slowly let a mysterious smile spread across her face.

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Her fake bestie flaunted her loving relationship in front of Ji Zhen, slyly mocking her unhappy marriage and family life.

A green turtle crawled past Ji Zhen's feet, the token of love that supposedly symbolized the bestie's true love: Her love is just like me. She's a cuckolded turtle with a green hat.

Ji Zhen lifted her coffee to hide her smile.

Later, the model couple of the wealthy social circle fell from grace. As everyone gossiped, Ji Zhen quietly took credit for nothing.

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At first, Ji Zhen only wanted to help others. But as she kept doing so, she realized that the wealthy families were getting along, the deranged second male lead had stopped being deranged, and he was even contributing to her little nest egg.

Theme: Your own life is the best life.