Transmigrate into a Book: The Beautiful, Obsessive Villainess

Ruan Jiao was reborn as a baby and grew up as the darling of her whole family. It wasn't until she was five and met that boy that she realized she hadn't just been reborn: she had been reborn into a book she'd once happened to read halfway through. The reason she'd only read half was that it was a male-oriented novel, and as a sweet, delicate girl, she just couldn't keep reading and had to drop it. Now, watching the scene unfold before her, Ruan Jiao really didn't know whether she should step in. The story's big villain had been a pitiful little thing as a child, but grew up to be a bloodthirsty killer who would slaughter anyone who crossed him. Right now, he was being surrounded and beaten. Looking at that adorable, pretty, stubborn little face, Ruan Jiao swore she was a goner. She couldn't help feeling sorry for him. “Stop! If you hit him again, I'll tell the teacher.” With her sweet, babyish voice, the tiny, three-head-tall Ruan Jiao jumped out and shouted. Of course, if you looked closely, you'd see that she was trembling, and so was her voice. The boys in front of her were several years older and several heads taller, all wearing fierce expressions. She was honestly worried they'd beat her up too. On a sudden impulse, Ruan Jiao seized the villain's hand while the others weren't looking and ran. Once was all it took to lead to a second time. Experience taught Ruan Jiao that a moment of compassion was bad enough, but a lifetime of it was even worse. So, what do you do when a cold, ruthless, possessive, domineering man is always watching you with predatory eyes? Jiao Bao, Jiao Jiao, Jiao Niang: those were the names he called her. He held her tight, his eyes feral, and said with bloodthirsty intensity, “You're mine, my Jiao Niang alone. The moment you took my hand, it was fate that you would never escape me. If I go to hell, I'll drag you down with me.”