Chapter 1: Transmigrated Into a Book as the Villainess

“Bang!”

At a certain crossroads, a serious car accident had occurred. Two sedans had collided, and the scene was utterly tragic.

“Help… help…” From the driver’s seat of the red Chevrolet, a young girl named Qiao Yanyan was covered in blood. She was barely hanging on.

She didn’t want to die. She was only 22 years old, had just graduated from university, bought a house, bought a car—her good life had just begun. She didn’t want to die!

Unfortunately, the area was sparsely populated, and the car opposite had also been badly wrecked. Several minutes had already passed since the crash, and she hadn’t seen a single passing vehicle.

Was she really going to die?

She really didn’t want to die. She hadn’t lived enough yet. She hadn’t even fallen in love. She hadn’t gotten married…

Gradually, her consciousness began to fade…

“Wife, wake up, please wake up.”

A voice sounded beside Qiao Yanyan’s ear. She struggled to open her eyes and saw a handsome face smiling down at her.

When the man saw her wake up, he became visibly excited and said joyfully: “Wife, you’re awake! That’s great, that’s really great!”

Qiao Yanyan only felt a slight pain at the back of her neck and subconsciously reached up to touch it.

The man immediately asked with concern: “Wife, are you in pain anywhere?”

It was at this moment that Qiao Yanyan truly noticed the man in front of her.

He was very handsome—thick eyebrows, big eyes, long eyelashes, a tall nose bridge, thin lips, and perfect facial contours. She stared at him in a daze. In real life, she had basically never seen such a flawless face.

With a red face, Qiao Yanyan pushed him away slightly, sat up, and asked: “Who are you?”

She then looked around the room. It was a completely unfamiliar bedroom. She asked again: “Where is this place?”

Strange. She was clearly in a car accident just a second ago—how did she wake up here?

The man looked pitiful and said: “You’re my wife. Have you forgotten?”

Qiao Yanyan looked completely confused and slightly agitated. “What? I’m clearly single, okay? Who are you? Wasn’t I just in a car accident? How could I be here?”

Still looking pitiful, the man repeated: “You are my wife. Wife… wife…” As he spoke, the man leaned toward Qiao Yanyan and tried to hold her hand.

Qiao Yanyan pushed him away, stood up, and looked at the man. “Are you mentally ill or something? How could I be your wife? I’m not even married yet!”

The man looked even more hurt, pressed his lips together, raised his head to look at her, and said slowly: “Wife, do you also dislike me because I’m stupid?”

Qiao Yanyan stared at him. He was clearly so handsome, yet he looked like an abandoned puppy—so pitiful.

The man continued: “I know I’m stupid and not good enough for you, but Mama said we’re married, and you’re my wife for life…”

Qiao Yanyan felt a strange tug in her heart. This man… did seem to have some kind of mental issue. The way he talked was just like a child.

The man went on: “Actually, I know that you like my younger brother, Shi Xu, but… can’t you also like me? Because you’re my wife.”

Qiao Yanyan’s eyes widened. She liked her husband’s younger brother? Was this some kind of joke?

She was not that kind of person!

Where was this place? She had to figure it out.

Looking around, she realized she was in a warmly decorated bedroom. The walls were blue, and the floor was covered with a purple carpet. Above the bedhead, a wedding photo of two people was hanging!

In the photo, the two people were smiling radiantly!

How was this possible?

It really was her and the man in front of her in the wedding photo!

Did this mean she really had married him?

But this man didn’t seem… very normal.

“Where’s my phone?” Qiao Yanyan asked him.

“Oh, here it is.” The man picked up a phone from the bedside table and handed it to her.

“Thanks.” Qiao Yanyan turned it on, only to find—it wasn’t her phone at all!

Her phone didn’t look like this!

Looking at the unfamiliar room and the unfamiliar person, her heart was in total chaos.

After calming down, she immediately dialed her own phone number. But the result was:

“We’re sorry, the number you have dialed is not in service.”

Not in service? How could that be?!

She tried dialing several more numbers, but they were all out of service!

What was going on?

Had she… transmigrated? Been reborn? Or possessed someone else’s body?

She saw a contact pinned at the top of the phonebook—it was labeled “Dear.” She tried dialing it, and it connected!

A few seconds later, Qiao Yanyan immediately asked: “Hello, are you my Dear?”

What came through was a cold and angry voice: “Qiao Yanyan, don’t go too far. Since you’ve already married my brother, you’d better treat him well. I hope tonight’s nonsense won’t happen a second time!”

And then—click! The call was abruptly ended.

Before Qiao Yanyan could even react, the man walked over and looked at her, asking: “Wife, what’s wrong?”

Looking up at the tall, handsome man, she asked him: “I’m your wife? Are you serious?”

“Really, really! We’ve been married for a long time.” The man counted on his fingers and said: “Twenty-two days already!”

It seemed he truly was a bit slow. She asked again: “Then, what’s your name?”

“Wife, you don’t even know my name? That makes me so sad! I’m Fu Shiyuan, okay? You have to remember it, wife.”

Fu Shiyuan?

That name sounded strangely familiar.

And he really was silly!

Wait a minute! Wasn’t that the name of the male supporting character in the romance novel her best friend recommended just a few days ago?

The male supporting character’s name was Fu Shiyuan! He was described as being silly but super handsome, so he had a fanbase just like the male lead, Fu Shixu. Unfortunately, the male supporting character Fu Shiyuan had married the evil female supporting character. That woman only married him because she had her sights set on his younger brother—the male lead, Fu Shixu. She hoped that by getting close to the male lead through proximity and familiarity, he would eventually fall in love with her. Once he did, she planned to divorce the “foolish” older brother.

So, after getting married, she was already plotting to cheat on Fu Shiyuan. Luckily, the male lead only had eyes for the female lead and was completely immune to the wickedly beautiful supporting character.

So she had transmigrated into a book—and become the evil female supporting character with the same name as her?

It took her quite a while to accept this strange reality.

Why had she transmigrated into a book? Could it be that, in the real world, she had already died?

Qiao Yanyan sat blankly on the bed. Before she died in that car crash, her last thought had been: I’ve never even fallen in love, never gotten married. And now, Heaven had just… given her a husband?

Fu Shiyuan was pretty good-looking, and according to the novel, he was rich too!

In the novel, it was said that Fu Shiyuan had once been very smart, but a car accident at the age of 25 had damaged his brain. After waking up, he had become the silly person he was now.

Fu Shiyuan also sat on the bed, yawned, and looked at her as he said: “Wife, it’s getting late. Time to sleep. I’m sleepy, I’m going to bed now.”

Then he walked over and lay down on the sofa across from the bed.

Qiao Yanyan looked at the massive bed, while the silly Fu Shiyuan was curled up uncomfortably on a small sofa?

According to the novel, the evil female supporting character not only bullied Fu Shiyuan and cheated on him, but also made him sleep on the couch.

Looking at the tall, handsome, and somewhat adorable Fu Shiyuan, she couldn’t bear it. He was so tall, yet his legs were bent up awkwardly on that little sofa.

“Hey, come sleep on the bed.” Qiao Yanyan blurted out without thinking.

Fu Shiyuan’s eyes lit up. He immediately grabbed his pillow and came over, sitting on the bed, smiling as he said: “Wife, you finally agreed to let me sleep on the bed? Actually, I wanted to tell you, it’s really uncomfortable sleeping on the sofa.”

Qiao Yanyan looked at the time on her phone. It was already late. Whatever this was, it could wait until tomorrow.

“Don’t call me ‘wife.’ Call me by my name.”

After the two of them lay down, Fu Shiyuan turned off the light, leaving only the small bedside lamp.

He leaned closer to her and said: “But I like calling you ‘wife.’ You are my wife.”

Qiao Yanyan pushed him away. “Stay away from me.”

In the real world, she had never even dated before. Now she suddenly had a husband after transmigrating into a book—this was way too much to handle!

Fu Shiyuan rolled away a bit, keeping a full meter of distance between them.

Then he asked pitifully: “Wife, you like Shixu, don’t you? That’s why you want to sleep with him at night, right?”

Qiao Yanyan recalled the plot: After marrying into the Fu family, the evil supporting character began seducing the male lead Fu Shixu—bringing him coffee at night, walking around in skimpy clothes, constantly trying to get him to drive her to and from school…

Qiao Yanyan retorted: “Of course not. I’m not the type to cheat.”

Fu Shiyuan looked at her and asked: “Then… do you like me?”

Qiao Yanyan looked at Fu Shiyuan. He really was handsome, but unfortunately, he was mentally slow. In the novel, there had been no mention of him ever getting better. In fact, after being abused by the evil supporting character, he eventually became withdrawn and stopped speaking.

Just now, Fu Shiyuan said they had been married for less than a month.

Thinking of everything he had been through, she couldn’t help but feel a bit sorry for him.

“I like you. You’re very good-looking.”

Fu Shiyuan happily reached out, grabbed her hand, and placed it on his face as he said: “I really like you too, wife. You’re so beautiful.”

Qiao Yanyan instinctively pulled her hand back and muttered: “Go to sleep.”

“No! I want to talk to you. Usually, you never want to talk to me. But today, you’re different—you’ve said so much to me and even said you liked me. I want to keep talking to you.”

“Oh? Then what do you want to talk about?” Qiao Yanyan lay on her side, staring up at the ceiling.

Fu Shiyuan scooted closer and said: “Wife, let me tell you something. This afternoon, Mo Chenglin came to the house to see me. He said you’re going to knit me a green hat. Is that true? When will it be finished? I really want to wear it.”