Lu Xibie transmigrated—into a rare s*umbag A novel. The A in the book was utterly vile. Lu Xibie tore up the book halfway through, only to find herself becoming that very s*umbag. Faced with Chu Liruo, trembling, tear-streaked, and bearing a fresh red handprint on her cheek, surrounded by chaos, Lu Xibie cursed this messed-up world. She grabbed a knife and stabbed toward her own chest. If she was this awful, she might as well die. The knife bent. Chu Liruo looked at her with wary, tear-filled eyes: “Is this another one of your twisted games?” Lu Xibie: I genuinely want to die.... more>>

Again, Lu Xibie woke up to find Chu Liruo bruised and battered, clearly tormented by her. Overwhelmed with guilt, Lu Xibie picked up a laser gun, ready to end it all. But Chu Liruo gently pulled her hand down. Her eyes shimmered with intoxicating affection as she said, “I’m willing.”

Chu Liruo was reborn, back to the moment when all her misfortunes began. On the day she officially married Lu Xibie, before the housekeeper Wang Zhiying could act, she slapped herself, shattered a glass, and put on a pitiful, tearful display. In the previous life, this was exactly how the woman Lu Xibie obsessed over had captured her heart. But this time, Lu Xibie didn’t even ask—she just grabbed a fruit knife and stabbed herself in the chest. Chu Liruo was baffled.

She thought she’d have to fight tooth and nail to escape the mansion again. But Lu Xibie was nothing like the one she remembered. Not only did she grant Chu Liruo complete freedom, she even helped her obtain an evolution serum.

The world said Lu Xibie was violent and combative. Only Chu Liruo knew how gentle she truly was.

“You are the only one among all people whom I wish to love. You cannot fathom what that means. It means an oasis in the desert, a flowering tree in the wilderness. My heart has not withered. My soul holds a place awaiting divine revelation, and for that, I thank you.” — Hermann Hesse, Narcissus and Goldmund <<less