When Lu Miao woke up, she found herself transmigrated into a period novel as the infamous side character obsessed with the male lead.

One look at the male lead’s square face sent a shiver down her spine. Without hesitation, she packed her bags and married the stone-faced officer, He Mingchuan—the man the female lead had spent time to dump on her.

He Mingchuan was the novel’s most enigmatic character: ruthless, taciturn, and rigidly disciplined.

Cold and distant by nature, yet unfairly gorgeous.

A man of strict routines—his shirt buttons are always fastened to the top, even at home. Untouchable in every sense, Lu Miao started plotting her escape. Once the timing’s right, she decided to divorce him.

But before she could bring it up—He Mingchuan began acting strange.

Suddenly, he was generous with his…umm.. appearance.

She kept accidentally walking in on him changing.

A man who never cared about looks now spread his wings like a peacock.

She was now eighty percent sure that he was having an affair.

When Lu Miao was confiding this to her sister-in-law, she sighed. “Hey, what a waste of a fine man…By the way, who’s that lucky woman?”

But when He Keifei, her sister-in-law, relayed this to her brother—she didn’t dare look him in the eye. He Mingchuan was silent for a long time then sneered humorlessly.

‘Hey, Had he finally lost it?’ She thought. His face was flushed, clothes hanging loose—was he running a fever? — No. He was just feeling the heat.

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