Chapter 1: Husband, I Was Wrong

The night sky was dim, with only a few stars accompanying the bright moon. Inside a humble clay house, a dim kerosene lamp flickered, casting long shadows on the walls.

On the kang bed, clothes were tangled in a chaotic mess.

Shen Jiaojiao groggily opened her eyes.

In front of her was a man’s face.

Sharp eyebrows, deep star-like eyes, and a face covered in sweat.

Shen Jiaojiao’s pupils suddenly dilated, and she almost screamed.

She had been reborn!

But she never expected to be reborn at this exact moment—the moment she lost her purity.

Xu Mo—the man she had once wronged so terribly.

She swore that in this lifetime, she would cherish him and change his tragic fate.

The woman reached out her arms and wrapped them around the man’s neck.

When it was over, the man gradually calmed down.

He propped himself up on both arms, framing Shen Jiaojiao’s face between them.

Yet, his gaze turned colder and colder.

“Shen Jiaojiao, you finally got what you wanted, didn’t you?”

Xu Mo’s eyes were filled with disgust as he tried to get up and leave.

But Shen Jiaojiao reacted quickly. She wrapped her arms around his back, holding him in place.

“Husband, I was wrong. Please don’t go.”

Her voice carried grievance and longing. Though she held him tightly, her entire body trembled.

“Husband, I will never listen to that scumbag man again. I just want to live a good life with you and give you babies.”

Xu Mo’s face turned red upon hearing those words.

He gritted his teeth and growled, “Shen Jiaojiao, what tricks are you playing this time? Let go of me! I… I am not your husband!”

Their current position was unbearably embarrassing.

Shen Jiaojiao was startled awake by the man’s furious roar.

That’s right!

They weren’t even married yet.

And at this exact moment—

Any minute now, someone would come barging in to catch them in the act.

Then, Xu Mo would be taken to the Public Security Bureau and sentenced to prison for the crime of sexual assault.

Shen Jiaojiao trembled as she recalled what was about to happen.

The world she was in now… was actually the setting of a male-centric novel without any romance.

Yes, she was inside a book.

And the male protagonist of this novel was none other than Xu Mo.

But the biggest problem was that the villain, Fang Qinghe, was a transmigrator.

As someone who had traveled from another world, Fang Qinghe naturally knew how the entire story would unfold—Xu Mo would eventually become the world’s richest man.

So, Fang Qinghe did everything in his power to steal Xu Mo’s protagonist halo, rob him of his fortune, and suppress him at every turn.

In the end, he succeeded in sending Xu Mo to prison and rose to the pinnacle of life himself.

What made Fang Qinghe even more dangerous was his silver tongue. He had a way with words, charming women with sweet talk. Since he knew every character’s background, he could target them with precision.

The dramatic fool that was Shen Jiaojiao had fallen right into Fang Qinghe’s trap.

She had been foolish and naïve enough to believe his lies.

Because of this, Fang Qinghe constantly manipulated her, using her to cause trouble for Xu Mo—to tempt and entangle him.

And today’s incident was precisely part of Fang Qinghe’s scheme.

He had instructed Shen Jiaojiao to drug Xu Mo, making her surrender herself to him.

Then, once everything was set in stone, he would arrive with others to “catch” them in the act.

At that point, Shen Jiaojiao would have no choice but to accuse Xu Mo—claiming that he was the one who had violated her.

Because Fang Qinghe had promised her that once this was done, he would marry her. So, without hesitation, Shen Jiaojiao had gone through with it.

As expected, Fang Qinghe successfully sent the male protagonist to prison.

Once Xu Mo was behind bars, Fang Qinghe no longer had to worry about the protagonist’s halo and grew even more unscrupulous.

Although he had promised to marry Shen Jiaojiao, he still despised her for having been “tainted.”

Despite his disgust, he had no choice but to reluctantly go through with the marriage—because Shen Jiaojiao’s family held significant power, and he needed their influence to climb higher.

After marrying Shen Jiaojiao, Fang Qinghe leveraged her family’s strength to rise step by step, advancing smoothly in both wealth and status.

But power and riches only served to reveal a person’s true nature.

Shen Jiaojiao had been the pampered princess of her family since birth. Spoiled and arrogant, she had grown up willful, self-centered, and completely lacking in skills. Other than her beautiful face, she had nothing of value.

Fang Qinghe had long grown sick of her. That was why, after marriage, he never touched her.

And when he reached the peak of success and found a woman of greater worth, he brought her home—brazenly making love to her right in front of Shen Jiaojiao.

But the cruelty didn’t stop there.

Fang Qinghe and his mistress conspired together to lock Shen Jiaojiao in the basement. They cut out one of her kidneys and severed both of her legs.

They tortured her until she was no longer human.

Later, when Xu Mo was released from prison, he somehow learned of Shen Jiaojiao’s situation.

He went to Fang Qinghe and, for a mere million, bought her back.

Shen Jiaojiao thought Xu Mo had done it for revenge. But to her surprise, he chose to marry her instead—and took care of her with unwavering devotion.

However, less than a month after their wedding, Shen Jiaojiao succumbed to her suffering and died.

After her death, Shen Jiaojiao’s soul lingered in the world, unable to disperse.

She personally witnessed Xu Mo burying her with his own hands, crying bitterly over her grave.

Only then did she realize—this man had loved her with such heartbreaking depth.

Shen Jiaojiao snapped out of her memories and looked at the man lying on the bed. She swore that in this lifetime, she would spoil him to death.

But now was not the time for pampering.

She abruptly pushed Xu Mo away and hurriedly reached for her clothes.

“Husband… No, Xu Mo, I don’t have time to explain right now. Just put your clothes on. Someone will be here soon—I have to leave immediately.”

At that moment, footsteps echoed outside the door.

Shen Jiaojiao knew it was Fang Qinghe, leading a group of people to catch them in the act. She quickly dressed, her eyes darting around the room until they landed on the rear window.

Without a second thought, she jumped out of bed, yanked the window open, and leaped outside.

However, despite the window not being very high, she twisted her ankle upon landing.

After all, before being sent to the countryside, she had been the pampered princess of her family—so spoiled that she had never even boiled water by herself.

Something as physically demanding as this was entirely beyond her.

Not to mention… after what had just happened, her legs were weak and unsteady.

She let out a small hiss of pain but gritted her teeth and endured the ache in her ankle as she limped away from Xu Mo’s house.

Inside, Xu Mo’s brows furrowed into a deep crease.

Just what kind of game was Shen Jiaojiao playing now?!