Chapter 1: Transmigrating into a Novel

“There really are all kinds of people. To be transferred back to the capital, she even seduces her sister’s fiancé—I’ve never seen anything like this before!”

“Yao Yao would never do such a thing! Don’t you all dare slander her!”

“Don’t deny it! She’s been caught red-handed, and she even tried to drag Shaojun Lu to register their marriage!”

Shen Qingyao groggily opened her eyes, feeling as though her nose was filled with water.

She struggled to sit up but was too weak to support herself, collapsing back onto the bed.

Hearing the noise, the two quarreling women finally stopped.

Wang Guihua rolled her eyes and sneered sarcastically, “Oh, you’re still alive? You’re really lucky.”

“Yao Yao, you’re awake! Are you okay? You scared Grandma to death…”

Grandma?

Having been an orphan all her life, why did she suddenly have a grandma?

Shen Qingyao shivered in fear and backed away two steps, clutching the blanket tightly.

Her bright eyes were shrouded in mist.

“Heh, what are you pretending for? You weren’t like this when you seduced your sister’s fiancé. You really deserve to be dunked in a pig cage.”

Wang Guihua’s disdainful gaze was no longer concealed, and she jabbed a finger at Shen Qingyao.

Qiao Yufen couldn’t stand it any longer, grabbed the wooden stick by the bedside, and chased Wang Guihua out.

The woman left, but her curses continued unabated.

Qiao Yufen’s face was full of concern. “Yao Yao, that Wang Guihua is just a shrew. Don’t think about killing yourself again…”

Killing herself?

Ridiculous. She was so down and out she wouldn’t even consider begging on the street, let alone ending her life.

Shen Qingyao waved her hand and lay back down. “I’m not going to die, not going to die.”

Looking around, this wasn’t a hospital. She had just had a car accident.

Shen Qingyao pondered for a moment, then memories flooded back.

She had transmigrated into a book set in the 1970s. The original body was the villainous supporting female character.

As for the heroine, of course, it was her beloved sister Shen Mengyi.

What happened afterward was unknown; she had only glanced at a few pages before transmigrating.

[Supermarket System loaded. Greetings, Host. The beginner’s gift pack has been delivered.]

“What supermarket system?”

Shen Qingyao suddenly sat up, eyes sharp and wary as she scanned the surroundings.

Qiao Yufen jumped in alarm, her hand trembling as she adjusted the radio.

“Dear listeners, this is the Central People’s Broadcasting Station. You are now tuned into ‘New Voices of Literature and Art’…”

The system’s voice mingled with the broadcast, making Shen Qingyao even more alert.

[Host, your current main mission is to change the story’s ending. Please begin advancing the plot.]

[Failure to complete the task within the allotted time will result in point deductions.]

Shen Qingyao understood clearly: this was the indispensable “golden finger” of the book—a system.

Damn, it started off intense.

No gradual introduction!

Thinking about changing the ending meant altering all the critical turning points.

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