The moment Mu Xin opened her eyes, she had become the fake heiress doomed to be a cannon-fodder in a novel set in the 1970s.
The original owner had made a mess of everything and stubbornly stayed in the city, only to end up destitute and surviving by scavenging through trash. A truly miserable fate.
Her hair stood on end. She swore she would never repeat those mistakes. Running away was the best option!
But to her surprise, the original owner’s family shoved her straight into a pit of fire, forcing her to take someone else’s place in an arranged marriage and move to the countryside.
Mu Xin gritted her teeth. Fine, she’d marry him!
Before the wedding: What kind of godforsaken mountain backwater is this? I have to find a way to escape.
After the wedding: ...This man seems pretty decent?
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Liang Muye had no idea how the bride he’d arranged to marry had suddenly been replaced. He heard she was a pampered young lady from the city.
Everyone envied him for landing such a treasure. Only he knew how much trouble this “treasure” could cause.
She thought the stool was dirty? He polished it with his sleeve and handed it over.
She pouted. “Take off your shirt and lay it down!”
She thought the pillow was too hard? He had just lain down.
She ordered sweetly, “Your arm. Let me rest my head on it!”
Later, the rough-and-ready Liang family man became famous for saying:
“Fussy? My wife’s just got standards! She only gives me a hard time, and I’m happy to let her! What are you all getting jealous for?”
