So What If She's My Sister-in-Law?

Qin Furong transmigrates into the body of the eldest daughter of a fallen earl's household. Her biological father dislikes her, her stepmother mistreats her, and from the start, they drag her, half-dead, off to marry a man to bring him good fortune.

The moment she hears that her groom is a dying marquis, she decides being the marquis's wife might not be so bad. A promotion, a fortune, and a dead husband: she could hit the jackpot on all three.

So she seizes the betrothal gifts and dowry, and before long, she's firmly established as the lady of the marquis's household.

When the old man dies, she takes on the burden of running the household and keeps everything in perfect order.

But she doesn't notice that her stepson, known as the most handsome man in the capital, and her muscular young uncle-by-marriage, a general, are looking at her more and more strangely.

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Pei Muan has guarded the border for five years. When he receives a letter saying his elder brother is gravely ill, he rides so fast that three horses die beneath him. But the moment he steps through the gates, his new sister-in-law, who married his brother to bring him good fortune, crashes into his arms.

With her soft, warm body in his embrace and her red robes as radiant as the rosy dawn, his heart gives an inexplicable thump.

After returning in triumph, he sees her slap her stepson across the room. She wipes the hand she used to hit him with an embroidered handkerchief and says calmly, "You know your mother always repays every slight. Three strikes and you're out. Next time, I'll take her life."

But his arrogant nephew, a heaven-blessed favorite, only smiles and turns his other cheek toward her. "Does your hand hurt, Mother? If you're still upset, would you like to slap your son again?"

He sneers, strides over, and slaps his nephew. "Good nephew, let your uncle do it, so your mother's hand won't hurt."

A stunning beauty who married to bring good fortune x a handsome, devoted young uncle-in-law

Summer outing bonus scene:

In the cramped wardrobe, they press tightly together, while outside, the sounds of passionate lovemaking drift in.

Qin Furong's cheeks burn. She shifts uneasily, then realizes her brother-in-law's hand is resting on her waist.

She looks up and meets the man's eyes.

His gaze is shadowed. Their bodies are pressed together, and even through their thin clothes, she can feel how hot and tense he is.

He lowers his head, his breath brushing her ear. "...Sister-in-law."

A few things to know: One-on-one, both leads are each other's first. Sweet romance, a somewhat slow pace. The romance starts after the uncle and sister-in-law relationship ends. I'll add more if I think of anything.

My next planned story is the period drama She Is Not to Be Trifled With.

Song Yin, living in a post-apocalyptic world, fights off dozens of zombies alone so a rescue team can take her two children to safety. Before blowing herself up, she wishes that in her next life, she and her children could live in a peaceful era.

When she wakes again, she's a rural woman in the 1990s, blood streaming from her head as her two children weep at her bedside.

She stares in stunned silence at the two children beside her, who look exactly like her own.

She inherits the original owner's memories. There is no war or zombies here, no need to kill each other over food. People can eat their fill and dress warmly, and the sunlight is warm and bright.

But this place holds memories that brought the original owner unbearable pain.

Grief, fury, and resentment seize her, while the original owner's overwhelming hatred tells her some debts must be repaid.

That very night, her drunken, abusive husband has both legs broken and kneels on the ground, repeatedly kowtowing as he begs for mercy.

Her biased mother-in-law steers clear of her. Her selfish sister-in-law and awful sister-in-law by marriage are cowed into silence, and the gossipy women can't get the slightest advantage over her.

After kicking her scumbag husband to the curb, she confidently sets out to start a business, drawing on her knowledge of the future.

But before she can make any money, troublemakers show up.

Song Yin says, "You started it, okay? Don't blame me if you get hurt."

Her hands and feet fly, and the thugs end up sprawled all over the ground.

But they really do latch onto her, and she has no choice but to take them in as her underlings. Soon she's running a street stall and giving them orders like a general.

As her stall grows and her underlings multiply, Song Yin furrows her brow, thinks it over, then waves a hand and registers a company. She makes her own clothes and leather shoes, and the beginnings of a business empire take shape.

Her underlings say, "Why be petty thugs when making leather shoes is so much better? Sister Song gets the meat, and we get the soup. We earn piles of cash, and when we go back to the village, nobody will call us rats crossing the street anymore!"

A few things to know: A no-brainer power fantasy, no frustrating setbacks, and the male lead is basically part of the scenery.

Theme: Young people need to grow up.