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“What’s the rush? There’s still plenty of time. Let’s talk about it when I get some time off.”
Jiang Yue gently touched her belly, feeling immensely proud of herself. See? All she had to do was make a small move, and Wang Hesong was hers, just like that.
“I’ve already taken care of things on my side. But what about your engagement…?” Wang Hesong asked again.
Jiang Yue waved it off like it was nothing. “I’m already carrying your child, how could I possibly marry Han Shiguo? Don’t worry, there’s no chance of me marrying him. I don’t like him and wouldn’t marry him even if I did. My parents went to cancel the engagement today!”
No one knew that she had actually transmigrated into a book—into the very serialized novel she had just been reading, which hadn’t even finished yet.
It was truly unbelievable, but she had undoubtedly entered the world of the novel.
At first, transmigrating into a book didn’t seem like a big deal. However, the problem was that she had become the cannon-fodder supporting character designed to highlight the heroine, Gu Yunlan.
According to the plot’s development, she was about to marry Han Shiguo, and after marrying him, she would follow him as part of the military.
But once she joined the military life, her role was reduced to being the background character meant to make the heroine, Gu Yunlan, shine.
Gu Yunlan was talented in singing and dancing, radiating charm as the star of the cultural troupe. Meanwhile, her only role was gossiping with the older women in the courtyard and contributing nothing else.
The most crucial part was that, in the latest chapter she had read, Han Shiguo tragically died during a mission!
In other words, if she married Han Shiguo, she would soon end up a widow!
If it weren’t for that, she might have even wanted to meet Gu Yunlan, the heroine of the original novel, face to face to see what made her so special that she could outshine her.
But the thought of becoming a widow after marrying Han Shiguo made her immediately give up on the idea!
But if she didn’t marry Han Shiguo, she still needed to find a suitable husband quickly, as she wasn’t getting any younger!
She scanned her surroundings and finally set her sights on her cousin Jiang Qian’s fiancé.
After all, Jiang Yue was ranked as a significant supporting character in the novel, while Jiang Qian, her cousin, was nothing more than a minor, almost background-level character.
In the novel, Jiang Qian was only mentioned briefly, described as a content and easygoing person. After marrying into the Wang family in town, she lived a peaceful and prosperous life.
Her husband rose steadily in his career, eventually becoming the top leader of the town.
Jiang Qian essentially became what one might call a “small-town socialite” in modern terms.
That was the only description of Jiang Qian’s entire life, and nothing more.
After transmigrating into the novel, Jiang Yue carefully evaluated her situation and immediately set her sights on Wang Hesong.
She was a transmigrator, unable to take on the original heroine, Gu Yunlan, but surely she could handle Jiang Qian, this insignificant, minor character, right?
So she took action. With the “halo” of a transmigrator, Wang Hesong, the future leader of the small town, had no chance of resisting her. She easily won him over.
And now, most likely, she was already carrying Wang Hesong’s child in her belly.
Although she hadn’t gone for a checkup yet, Jiang Yue’s period had been delayed for several days. Ever since that intimate moment with Wang Hesong in the small grove, she had tasted the sweetness of it and couldn’t resist having a few more encounters. So, it wouldn’t be surprising if she was pregnant.
“Your marriage has been arranged for three years now. I’ve heard that the soldier is almost back. Will the Han family agree to break off the engagement?” Wang Hesong asked, pressing his lips together.
“They’ll have to break it off whether they like it or not. I’m not marrying him!” Jiang Yue snorted and looked at him with a smile. “I just want to marry you.”
Wang Hesong wasn’t exactly overjoyed by her words. He regretted losing control in the first place… But outwardly, he still said, “Don’t worry, when the time comes, I’ll make sure you marry me in a grand ceremony!”
Originally, Jiang Yue wasn’t any worse than Jiang Qian, but for some reason, she felt a bit downhearted. After all, it was him who had wronged Jiang Qian.
Jiang Yue, however, was unaware of his internal conflict and was quite pleased with his response.
As a “transmigrated heroine,” she believed she had the aura of a true protagonist. Jiang Qian? She was nothing more than a mere cannon fodder!
Jiang Qian had no idea her cousin was digging up the foundation of her future. However, the fact that Wang Hesong, the scumbag, had canceled their engagement didn’t stir even a ripple in her heart.
Since she had already swapped shifts with a colleague today, she wouldn’t need to come in to work tomorrow either.
After finishing her classes for the day, Jiang Qian said goodbye to her colleagues in the office. “Teacher Huang, Teacher Chen, I’m heading out.”
“Alright, take care. We’re about to leave too,” they replied, exchanging farewells with each other.
Jiang Qian smiled, carrying her fabric bag, and leisurely made her way home.
On her way, she passed by many students, some currently in her class and others she had taught before. Upon seeing her, they greeted enthusiastically, “Hello, Teacher Jiang!”
Jiang Qian smiled warmly at the adorable, simple-hearted students. “Hello to you too,” she replied.
Along the way, some village children from the Wuxing Brigade were also heading back home. Some were a bit scared of their teacher, quickly hiding when they saw her, but others were more fearless. These bolder ones would approach her, chatting and asking her for help with their homework.
Jiang Qian patiently answered all their questions.
Her family didn’t live in the town; they were from the Wuxing Brigade in the countryside.
Jiang Qian wasn’t originally from this place. She had actually transmigrated here two years ago. When she arrived, it happened to be the time when the town’s primary school was hiring teachers, and without hesitation, she applied for the job.
After defeating the other candidates, she was selected!
Although her current life was completely different from her previous one, over the past two years, Jiang Qian had fully adapted to the hardships of this era.
In her previous life, after graduating, she became a food blogger. With her excellent culinary skills and savvy content management, she had amassed over a million followers on platforms like Douyin, Xiaohongshu, and even international social media accounts.
Her days back then were spent making delicious food, learning foreign languages, and reading novels — a life that was both easy and carefree.
Then one day, out of nowhere, a mysterious space appeared.
Because she was an avid reader of novels, Jiang Qian immediately understood that this was a heaven-sent opportunity, a sign that great responsibility was about to be placed on her shoulders!
Without hesitation, she began stockpiling supplies, filling up the roughly 100 cubic meters of space with various goods. She collected rice, flour, oil, salt, pots, pans, and even a wide array of delicious ready-made foods for times when cooking might be inconvenient. She also gathered personal essentials, medicines, and other necessary items.
Worried that her cash might become useless in the future, and that the currency she held might lose its value, she also bought a significant amount of gold—like bracelets, necklaces, and rings—small, portable, and easy to trade when needed.
Because gold is a universally accepted hard currency throughout history, having some on hand was always useful in emergencies. Jiang Qian spent nearly all of her savings from being a blogger on this stockpile without hesitation, but with everything prepared, she felt completely at ease.
The very night after gathering all the supplies, she had a restful sleep. As expected, when she opened her eyes, she found herself transported to the 1960s.
However, she had her suspicions that this might be her true self, as the person she had become felt incredibly familiar.
Not only was the name identical, but even the appearance matched exactly. On her chest, there was a heart-shaped birthmark, the size of a peanut—an unmistakable feature she had been born with.
Her personality and way of dealing with the world were also very much the same as before. So, when she crossed over, she didn’t consider herself a stranger. She felt like she truly was Jiang Qian, though this body’s constitution was a bit weak.
However, after she had crossed over, she could clearly feel her health improving day by day. This made her think, after reading thousands of novels, that perhaps the original weakness of her body was due to having an incomplete soul?