After Transmigrating into a Book and Thriving Alone, the Aloof Young Lord Begs for Her Favor

Yuan Wanru transmigrated into a book and, through a twist of fate, married the male lead, Lu Jiangnian. Before the wedding, he coldly told her, “I will marry you, but I will never acknowledge you as my wife.” As it happened, she had no interest in getting involved in the book's main storyline. The Lu household was full of demons and monsters, all eager to push her around. She showed no mercy, taking on each one and putting them firmly in their place. Lu Jiangnian watched from the sidelines, but before long, he couldn't take his eyes off her. Then Yuan Wanru suddenly said with a straight face, “The fortune-teller says we're not meant to be. We should get divorced now before we ruin each other's chances at finding true love.” Lu Jiangnian panicked. He investigated all night, and by the next day had thrown that damned fortune-teller in jail. “You believe that liar's nonsense?” Later, Yuan Wanru was discussing the eligible young men of the capital with her maid. Lu Jiangnian happened to overhear her say, “The heir of the Sun family seems wonderful.” That very day, Lu Jiangnian found an excuse to beat up his friend. Later still, she packed her bags to leave the capital, and Lu Jiangnian pulled her roughly into his arms. “Abandoning your husband and child? Have you no conscience?” Yuan Wanru, who was preparing to return to her hometown to pay respects to her original body's parents, nearly thought she'd lost her memory. They hadn't even consummated the marriage, so where had a child come from? Lu Jiangnian lowered his head and kissed the lips he had longed for day and night. His voice was fierce yet tender. “My lady, shall I take care of you?”