I Transmigrated, So Why Would I Marry a Rich Playboy?

Fantastic news! The eldest young lady of the Lin family has just breathed her last! The Lin family's concubine: "Heh, we finally got rid of that idiot." When the news of her death reached the Wen residence, Duke Wen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "Should I still write the broken engagement letter?" Wen Zhixu put down his brush. [I've never even met Miss Lin. If we rush into marriage...] Duke Wen: "She's gone. Let's not disturb her any further." The Lin residence was draped in mourning, shrouded in silence. Suddenly, firecrackers erupted at the neighboring Wen residence, sounding like a celebration. The maid cried out indignantly, "The young lady has only just died, and they actually..." Before she could finish The corpse, not yet dressed in its burial clothes, suddenly opened its eyes! The maid screamed, "The dead have come back to life!!!" Lin Xihe, a burned-out office worker, had worked herself to death at her desk. When she opened her eyes, she had transmigrated into the eldest young lady of the Lin family. Her luck was rotten: the original owner was an idiot. Lin Xihe was at a loss. This was way beyond my skill level. I don't know how to act stupid! Fine, then I'll just cause some trouble. After transmigrating, the overworked office drone was suddenly full of energy. The first day after she regained her senses: At the private school, the teacher swayed his head as he recited, "Laozi said: 'The highest order is attained when neighboring states are within sight of one another, and the sounds of their chickens and dogs can be heard...' Can anyone explain what this means?"① Lin Xihe, chewing on a blade of grass, scoffed. "Pfft, translating that is easy." The teacher glared. "Who is making such a racket?" A young woman in burial clothes poked her head in. "The old geezer said: 'The chickens go cluck-cluck, the dogs go woof-woof...'" "Outrageous! Outrageous!" The teacher fainted on the spot. Wen Zhixu, tucked away in the corner, asked, "Who is that madwoman?" His page replied, "Young master, I believe that's your future wife." Wen Zhixu: ?! The tenth day after she regained her senses: The two ran into each other at the entrance to Yuling Courtyard. "Oh? You're done already, and it's only the hour of the dog?" Lin Xihe raised an eyebrow and gave him the once-over. "You're so young... Want me to send you some deer antlers to perk you up?" The next day, the Duke of Wen's residence received a whole cartload of tonics. The duke was so furious his chest hurt. He grabbed his grandson and asked, "This madwoman has latched onto you. Are you going to marry her or not?" A trace of amusement flashed in Wen Zhixu's eyes. "Why not fight fire with fire? I can be even crazier than she is, until she asks to break off the engagement herself." The roasted-seed shop in the capital was doing a roaring trade. The whole city was eating sunflower seeds and watching the show! The young master was so pitiful, saddled with a madwoman! But pity the young lady, too. Her betrothed was always wherever the city was lively, whether it was cockfighting, dog races, gambling houses, or taverns. Several months later, at Lin Xihe's birthday banquet, Wen Zhixu hid the jade hairpin he'd carved himself in his sleeve. He didn't dare meet her bright, clear eyes. "You like summer, and the eighth day of the sixth month is an auspicious day. How about our wedding..." "I agree to break off the engagement!" Lin Xihe promptly handed him a letter of dissolution. "You wrote this before, right? Sure, this is a feudal society, but we should have the courage to break free of arranged marriages! You're remarkably progressive!" Wen Zhixu: "..." Lin Xihe: I've transmigrated. Who would marry a spoiled playboy? [Bonus skit] Lin Xihe: "What kind of heir apparent? In our modern world, you'd be called a 'bleached-haired punk!'" Wen Zhixu: "Modern... what dynasty is that?" Lin Xihe: "There's no way to explain it to you ancient people!" ◆ I transmigrated to ancient times not to work myself to the bone, but to lie flat! ◆ A modern woman takes down an ancient playboy. ◆ An alternate history, with so many made-up details they could circle the globe! · Original blurb dated June 16, 2025; revised October 25, 2025. Screenshots have been saved. ① Quoted from Sima Qian's Records of the Grand Historian, "Treatise on the Goods of the World." Theme: Even after transmigrating to ancient times, you should keep learning.