The Delicate Beauty Grabbed the Wrong Lifeline [The 1970s]

Yu Chu, who had been pampered all her life, was ordered by the emperor to marry the utterly useless heir to the Marquis of Zhenguo's estate. She nearly choked on the spot and somehow transmigrated to a rural village in the 1970s.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a shabby earthen house, mud-plastered walls, a table with four legs of different heights, and a bed that creaked whenever she turned over. Yu Chu thought she must have opened her eyes the wrong way. She opened them again, but everything was still the same. She had no choice but to accept this cruel reality.

At least her family was honest and kind, with none of the scheming and infighting of the marquis's estate in her previous life.

But Yu Chu simply couldn't stomach a life of eating chaff and wild greens, and never even getting enough to eat. Her family was far too honest and kind, never thinking about their own needs. The moment they had a little food, they wanted to give it to someone else. They put on a good front, but Yu Chu was hungry every single day.

She turned her attention to the new male educated youth. Fang Jinghuai dressed well and ate biscuits and malted milk powder that the Yu family couldn't afford. Yu Chu thought of the wild-greens buns she could barely swallow.

Yu Chu: I have to seduce him! I have to start eating refined grains too.

Everyone saw how comfortably Fang Jinghuai lived, eating and drinking well even after being sent to the countryside. Only he knew that his food reserves were running low.

His father had sent him back to his hometown to work in the countryside precisely because he couldn't stand Fang Jinghuai being pampered at home at his age. There was no way his father would let him continue living comfortably. He had explicitly forbidden anyone from helping him.

Fang Jinghuai had never done hard labor. On his first day in the fields, he fainted. He could only manage a few simple tasks with help from his relatives, and his work points weren't enough to support even himself.

Seeing the Yu family give food to outsiders, he figured they must be well-off. Their younger daughter was pretty, too.

Fang Jinghuai: I'm going to marry Yu Chu. I have to marry her and live off my in-laws.

They eyed each other calculatingly. They found their chance by the washbasin, but the moment they touched, they both fainted. Now, even if they wanted to call things off, they couldn't.

After the wedding, Yu Chu looked at the bag with nothing but biscuit crumbs left in it. She nearly choked, her fingers trembling as she pointed at Fang Jinghuai. Who would have thought this man was broke too?

Fang Jinghuai looked at the dowry from the Yu family: a single basket of corn, not enough to last three days. Who would have guessed that the Yu family had just been putting on a brave face?

They came to the same decision: divorce. They absolutely had to get divorced.

A lazy wife and a lazy man had finally ended up together. Divorce wouldn't be that easy.

As if things weren't bad enough, their roof really did start leaking. Yu Chu and Fang Jinghuai hugged each other on the bed and cried. They couldn't go on like this!

Who could have imagined that two pampered oddballs, both down on their luck, could actually build a better life together?

So what if they backed the wrong person? A good life was still within reach!

Upcoming story: The Fussy Beauty Meets the Lovelorn Country Hunk

After falling into the water, Song Xinyao discovered that she was the villainess in a novel. She was arrogant and domineering, constantly making trouble for the heroine, and eventually ended up scavenging for food in a garbage dump.

Song Xinyao wanted good food, nice clothes, and a comfortable life. She wasn't about to accept a miserable fate. To hell with the novel! People make their own destiny!

To change her tragic fate, she decided to stay away from the main cast and move to Tianshui Alley.

But even in Tianshui Alley, Song Xinyao couldn't change her spoiled ways.

The handsome owner of the shop next door had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and wasn't much of a talker. He was quite easy on the eyes, so she decided to order him around a bit more.

"He Muxun, why isn't this quilt made of silk? I won't use it."

"He Muxun, these clothes are so ugly. I want pretty dresses."

Song Xinyao noticed something strange.

Wasn't he supposed to be a taciturn, ruggedly handsome guy? Why did he blush?

Wasn't He Muxun supposed to have such strong morals that he wouldn't even talk to a woman who was seeing someone? Why was he bringing her things every day?

Wasn't he Tianshui Alley's upright gentleman? How did he end up pinning someone against a wall to kiss her?

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Male lead's perspective

He Muxun wasn't interested in the dazzling beauty who had just moved to Tianshui Alley, especially since she already had a boyfriend.

But why did this woman always sound like she was acting coy?

He would never be friends with someone who was already taken!

Whenever Song Xinyao smiled, He Muxun felt something strange in his heart.

How could her smile be so beautiful? One day, he would make sure Song Xinyao couldn't smile anymore.

As it turned out, He Muxun not only waited on Song Xinyao hand and foot every day, he also convinced himself that he was just helping a friend.

Until he saw Song Xinyao smiling at her boyfriend. At last, he couldn't hold back his feelings, and kissed Song Xinyao passionately again and again that night.

Song Xinyao smiled slyly. "Didn't you say you wouldn't be friends with someone who was already taken?"

He Muxun's voice was low and hoarse as he begged humbly, "Then don't be my friend. Be my owner, be my mistress. How about it?"

Theme: Life will keep getting better.