Quick Transmigration: The Mad Main God Cries in My Arms

Everyone knows Tao Zhen is a delicate beauty, the kind who sheds tears at falling flowers and feels melancholy at the sight of snow. She must be held ever so carefully in the palm of one's hand, cherished and adored, with not the slightest mishap allowed. ...If the System hadn't accidentally seen her smiling as she hefted a sickle and hacked someone down, perhaps it would have believed that without a doubt. “Since you've found out, should I kill you to keep you quiet?” Tao Zhen, once known as a frail beauty, chopped down one person after another, still grinning cheerfully. [I wouldn't dare move a muscle] Later, Tao Zhen bound herself to the System, figuring she'd find a little fun in life. “Here's five million. Leave my son!” Tao Zhen looked innocent. “Auntie, your son is so cheap.” “You have so much money. Why don't you help the poor and the beggars?” Tao Zhen fidgeted with her fingers. “If you're so sick, why not donate your organs to patients who need them?” “I speak my mind. Don't take it personally if I say something unpleasant.” Tao Zhen smiled sweetly. “I have plenty of bodyguards. Don't cry if they hurt you~” “So what if you've got a little money? Don't go thinking you're a princess!” Tao Zhen rose to her feet, her beauty as flawless as jade. “No wonder you're born to be a servant. You're jealous of everyone you meet.” “She's your own little sister. What's wrong with letting her have her way?” Tao Zhen: “Then since you're so old, why don't you get down on your knees and kowtow to me three times first?” “...” [The heroine is a scheming, affected type who plays the pig to eat the tiger, a max-level powerhouse]