After Secretly Keeping Several Lunatics, the Ugly Female Beast Gets Teased Until She Cries Every Night

Song Zhi transmigrates into the body of a 180-jin woman and unexpectedly gets bound to several beastfolk companions at a prestigious beastfolk academy. In the original story, her fiancé, a man admired by all, despises her. She keeps causing trouble, and the male leads eventually torture her to death. The Grindset System orders her to quickly raise the male leads’ favorability so she can lose weight as soon as possible. Song Zhi is utterly despondent. “Losing weight is bad enough, but I also have to suck up to men? I’m doing two people’s jobs, and I don’t even get benefits? Find someone else. As it happens, I’d like to switch to a System that can make money.” The System is at a loss. Its newly bound Host is a total couch potato. Its own days are numbered. Who would have thought that after transmigrating, Song Zhi would lose weight rapidly because she couldn’t adjust to the local climate, completing her task ahead of schedule… Her original body’s fiancés worry she’ll get herself killed before they can break off the engagement, so they arrange for a few bodyguards to protect her. Song Zhi goes to the crossroads to meet them and drags back several badly injured men. After cleaning them up, she takes a closer look. Huh? Aren’t these the villains from the book? Song Zhi doesn’t dare complain. They’re all people she can’t afford to offend, so she takes care of them diligently. By the time her fiancés realize what’s happening and come looking for her with dark faces, her home has already been thoroughly stolen. Her cold-faced, germaphobic nemesis, the king, is washing Song Zhi’s underwear with a sour expression. The gloomy, sickly peacock is curled up in Song Zhi’s arms, warming her hands. The scheming, rotten fox has wrapped his tail around her, trying to please her and act cute. The male leads’ eyes glow green. “Who said you could bring them home?” Song Zhi looks at them in confusion, her voice innocent. “You’re the ones who sent them as bodyguards.” The System munches on sunflower seeds and gossips in a thick Sichuan accent: “Well, look at that! The villains have all been trained into henpecked husbands, and only now the male leads decide to come back? They’ve missed all the fun…”