Luo Jinyu was one of the few young actresses in the entertainment industry who had both talent and popularity. Through sheer hard work, she had finally won the Golden Lion Award for Best Actress. With top-tier scripts, high-end endorsements, and the peak of her career just within reach—she went to sleep, only to wake up and find herself inside the melodramatic novel she had been mocking the night before.

And worse, she had become the scummy birth mother of a cannon fodder male supporting character—who even had the same name as her!

Luo Jinyu still remembered the last thought she had before falling asleep:

“This author must be my anti-fan, right? Giving such a brainless, impulsive, child-sacrificing, IQ-deficient side character the same name as me… If it were me, I’d still live like a protagonist even with a cannon fodder script!”

Well, congratulations—now she had the chance to prove it. 🙂

Pressing her aching forehead, Luo Jinyu lay in bed, silently digesting the original character’s memories.

The original Luo Jinyu was an illegitimate daughter. Raised by a shameless mother, her biggest dream since childhood was to marry a rich man and flaunt her success in front of her father’s family.

Unfortunately, despite all her scheming, she had only managed to climb into the bed of domineering CEO Jing Sihan but failed to secure a proper status. In the end, she was only brought into the Jing family because of the child in her belly. However, due to Jing Sihan’s strong opposition, she was never acknowledged as his wife and spent her life as an unnamed, unofficial “Mrs. Jing.”

She remained a fake wife until the day she died—like a concubine cast into the cold palace. But she refused to give up, manipulating her son to struggle desperately, hoping to kick out the male lead, seize the inheritance, and become the empress dowager of the family. As expected, she ended up digging her own grave.

After all, she was just the cannon fodder mother of a cannon fodder supporting character.

The good news? The timeline was still early.

Jing Sihan’s future wife had yet to return to the country, the male lead hadn’t been born yet, and she could still escape before everything unfolded. She could leave this book and continue her path to becoming a film queen in the entertainment industry. With her acting skills, reclaiming the throne was only a matter of time.

Wait—damn it! Her face!

She had been thinking for so long, yet she still had no idea what she looked like now! Could it be that her appearance was so lacking that Jing Sihan found her completely beneath him?

Rushing to the bathroom mirror, Luo Jinyu fell silent…

Ha. As expected, the author of this novel must really be her anti-fan, huh?

Just how deep did their grudge run to make a mere side character look exactly like her—even down to the beauty mark at the corner of her eye?!

Luo Jinyu braced herself against the sink, speechless but at least slightly relieved. Closing her eyes, she began planning her next steps after leaving the Jing family.

She was just imagining herself standing once again on the Golden Lion Awards stage, elegantly delivering her acceptance speech, when she suddenly felt a tug at her right leg. Frowning, she looked down.

Oh crap! She forgot about her son!

“Mommy! Will Daddy come to see us today?”

A tiny ball of fluff, barely taller than her knees, looked up at her with big, innocent eyes, his voice soft and sweet.

Luo Jinyu tried to recall the details and remembered—it was Sunday.

Under his parents’ insistence, Jing Sihan was supposed to return to the family estate every Sunday to have dinner and spend time with his child. However, he only ever showed up when he had no choice but to give in to their nagging, which was probably why Jing Jiayi was asking.

In her original world, Luo Jinyu had been too focused on her career to even think about romance, let alone children. To her, kids were just obstacles on the path to success!

But now, as she looked at the little dumpling staring at her with his round, chubby face and bright black eyes, she thought to herself: Kiddo, I’m really not your mom. Honestly, you might have a better ending if I leave.

Just as that thought crossed her mind, a faint pang tugged at her heart.

Luo Jinyu crouched down to meet Jing Jiayi at eye level and said, “He’ll come back. He might even bring you a present!”

She had overheard Mother Jing saying this over the phone last night. Since Jing Sihan had skipped last week’s visit, there was a good chance he’d bring a gift this time.

Jing Jiayi’s dark eyes instantly lit up. He clutched Luo Jinyu’s arm with his tiny hands, looking as if he couldn’t quite believe it. “R-Really?”

Luo Jinyu’s heart softened, and she smiled. “Really!”

The little boy pursed his lips in excitement, a bright smile blooming on his face. But after a moment, he snuck a glance at Luo Jinyu, hesitated, then carefully asked, “Then… will Daddy bring Mommy a present too?”

Luo Jinyu replied casually, “Probably not.”

Hearing this, Jing Jiayi stepped forward, wrapping his small arms around her neck and pressing his soft little cheek against hers. In a quiet voice, he whispered, “It’s okay, Mommy. If Daddy gives me a present, I’ll give it to you. That way, Mommy will also get a gift from Daddy.”

Luo Jinyu was stunned when she heard those words. She immediately recalled how the original host had been incredibly strict with her son ever since he could speak, demanding that he be obedient and well-mannered, win the Jing family’s favor, and constantly reminding him of the hardships she had endured for his sake. She had repeatedly told him that he must never forget her sacrifices when he grew up.

And now, this little boy—barely two years old—had actually taken those words to heart. Even though he clearly longed for his father’s gift, he was willing to give it up just to comfort her.