Transmigrate into a Book with a Baby? The Villain’s Son Is in My Hands!

Every morning, she opens her eyes and gets straight to work: a monthly salary of three thousand, working 996 hours. Qiao Yunyun finally snaps, grabs a stack of files weighing twenty jin, and flings them at her boss. Just when she finally stands up for herself, the elevator breaks down on her way out, and she doesn't even get to finish the last bag of snacks in her purse.

When she opens her eyes again, she sees her slightly rounded belly and the curious looks of the villagers.

This is even worse than being an office drone!

With a little one in her belly and her entire family fortune handed over to someone else, she watches her parents dote on her and work tirelessly for her. Qiao Yunyun completely loses it. Fine!

She'll take on a family with nothing but bare walls!

She'll take on a ruined reputation!

That sharp-tongued man who insists on moving into her home to recuperate, even if it kills him?

If you aren't afraid I'll roast you to death, then keep talking!

The scumbag who swindled her is back?

Pay me back! If you don't, I swear I'll chop off your hands and feet and make you crawl like a dog!

She refuses to believe she can't make a good life for herself!

What? She didn't just transmigrate, she transmigrated into a badly ended, melodramatic novel?

What? The child in her belly is the only heir of the story's biggest villain?