Chapter 1: Novel Transmigration

In the dimly lit bedroom, the curtains blocked most of the light, with sunlight seeping through the gaps and casting a long shadow across the room.

On the large bed, a small lump was faintly visible.

“Mmm.” The person on the bed rolled over, carelessly throwing a leg over the blanket and stretching lazily. The nightgown rode up to the waist, revealing a slender, pale midsection.

Opening her eyes, Xu Chunian stared at the luxurious chandelier on the ceiling. Her brain froze for a few seconds before she suddenly widened her eyes, sat up, and looked around.

Where was this? This wasn’t her bedroom!

The room was almost twice the size of her own. Before she could process her thoughts, she threw off the blanket and got out of bed, not even bothering to put on her slippers.

“Click.”

Fortunately, the door wasn’t locked. As she opened it, the sight outside nearly made Xu Chunian’s jaw drop. The European-style interior was split into two levels. A grand chandelier in the hall emitted a cold, dazzling light, accentuating the opulence of the space. Marble stairs, expensive carpets—every detail spoke of the villa owner’s affluent status.

Since when did kidnappers provide such luxurious accommodations?

Xu Chunian snapped out of her immense shock and closed her gaping mouth.

She cleared her throat softly.

Almost immediately, a voice responded from below, “Madam, are you awake? Would you like to have breakfast now?”

“Madam, madam, madam…” Xu Chunian was struck dumb once again.

“Madam…” The servant called out cautiously.

Xu Chunian held her forehead, trying to recall the details of last night after she had been drinking. She had successfully confessed to her crush, gone out to celebrate with Ali, had some drinks, and then woke up here. This didn’t seem like a kidnapping.

After drinking, what happened next? Where did she go? She racked her brain, trying to piece together the events of the previous night.

Could it be…? Suddenly, a thought struck her—had she been swept up in the wave of novel transmigration?

“Ahem.” She leaned on the railing and looked down. The servant below glanced up at her. “Where is… my husband?” she tentatively asked.

“Your husband has gone to the company. He left early this morning.”

Wow, so there really was one.

“Oh, okay. Never mind then.”

Xu Chunian touched her chin, lost in thought for a moment.

“Hello, System-san, I need your help~” Following normal logic, there should be some kind of system to assist her, so she decided to give it a try.

“Madam, do you need anything else?”

No response from the system, but the servant downstairs reacted.

“Ah, nothing. I’ll come down to eat. I’m starving.”

Whatever this place was, filling her stomach came first.

As she went downstairs, Xu Chunian couldn’t help but marvel at the luxury and grandeur of the villa.

The servant brought the dishes to the table.

“All this for just me?” Xu Chunian stared at the table full of food. Although each plate was small and the portions were modest, the sheer variety seemed a bit excessive.

“You… this is what you requested,” the servant said cautiously, glancing at her.

“Next time, don’t prepare so much. It’s such a waste. We don’t believe in wasting food, okay?” Xu Chunian took a bite of a crystal shrimp dumpling.

Mmm, as expected. No wonder people say transmigrating into a novel is such a treat. The cooking skills here are absolutely top-notch.

“Keep this one.”

“Of course, Madam.”

The crab roe bun was so stuffed with filling that it was almost bursting, rich and fragrant. “Keep this one too.”

“Understood.”

The translucent crystal dumpling in front of her burst with juice as she took a bite. “This one stays as well.”

“Madam, so aside from the custard bun, you want to keep all the others?” the servant asked.

Xu Chunian pursed her lips. “I like the custard bun too.”

“Should we continue with this standard, then?” the servant inquired.

“There are other varieties too?”

“Yes, the selection changes every day,” the servant replied, hesitating slightly. “Have you… forgotten?”

“Ah, well, I…” Xu Chunian stammered. “I didn’t sleep well last night, so my brain’s a bit slow today.”

“Anyway, you go ahead with your work. I’ll head upstairs to take care of some things. Oh, and tell the chef to prepare less next time. Thanks for your hard work.”

With that, she calmly pushed back her chair and walked upstairs.

The servant watched her flustered retreating figure.

Hadn’t Madam… resigned a long time ago?