Beautiful, deceitful evil spirit x obsessive, gloomy antagonist
On the day her marriage contract was to be finalized, Qin Duchun was struck by lightning.
In the visions that flashed before her eyes, she saw the life that awaited her.
Three days later, her fiancé, Zhou Huanchen, would rescue the real daughter of the Lingyun Sect from the foot of the mountain and expose Qin Duchun for impersonating her.
She was a vicious, useless supporting character who had stolen the identity of the Lingyun Sect's only daughter. Using the debt she owed for being raised, she had clung to the immortal sect to cultivate, then shamelessly taken the husband who should have belonged to the real heiress. Everyone despised her.
But she had never been one to believe in fate.
If she had behaved herself, she would have been sold as a two-legged sheep outside a butcher shop in Ye City, instead of seizing Zhou Huanchen's hand and setting foot on an immortal path she had never dared dream of.
When she came to, Zhou Huanchen was beside her bed, his manner cool and distant. "I'm going down the mountain to vanquish demons. I'll bring you auspicious cloud cakes when I return. Don't make a fuss and come looking for me like you did the last few times."
She watched Zhou Huanchen leave, expressionless. Then she closed the marriage contract in her hand, tore it to pieces, and threw it away.
At the temple entrance, a young attendant glanced at the scraps of paper, head lowered. She lifted his chin with a finger.
If she remembered correctly, this utterly unremarkable attendant she had casually rescued was the orphan of a heavenly demon. A hundred years later, he would fall into demonic cultivation and ascend to godhood, leaving the male and female leads too busy to deal with him.
For now, though, he was a kind-hearted boy who stammered and blushed whenever he saw her.
Shen Jisheng had someone living in his heart: a bold and domineering girl, a heaven-blessed darling.
He knew he was worth less than the dust underfoot. That proud phoenix would never spare him a glance. She adored her noble, upright childhood friend and senior fellow disciple, and her ardent, obsessive devotion to him was no pretense.
As long as he could watch over her for the rest of her life, he didn't mind being her attendant.
But suddenly, the phoenix turned to look at him.
Once he held her hand, whether her feelings were true or false, whether they faced a sea of fire or a mountain of blades, he would never let go, even if it cost him his life.
Zhou Huanchen had always looked down on that useless fake heiress, all looks and no substance. Yet he had carefully kept the unfulfilled marriage contract for years.
By the time he began to understand what that meant, Qin Duchun had already risen to a height he could never reach, and the place by her side had already been claimed by a mad dog.
The mad dog calmly blocked his view and grinned as he flipped him the bird.
Then he turned around and looked pitiful and aggrieved, asking her to hold his hand.
Reading Notes:
1. Ex-fiancé's payback arc. He gets what's coming, and no one cleans up after him.
2. One couple, happy ending.
3. Nobody is perfect. Everyone's got something seriously wrong with them.
Theme: Never give up, never give in
