Qiao Wei found herself as the cannon-fodder ex-wife of the male protagonist in a historical novel set in the 60s and 70s. The male lead was handsome, with a broad shoulder, narrow waist, and long legs, clad in a uniform. Not only was he the type Qiao Wei liked, but his future prospects were also boundless.... more>>

In the original story, Qiao Wei was a pitiful cannon fodder who ended up in misery, dying alone after eloping with someone. In the reborn version, the original female lead married the male lead and lived a good life.

However, Qiao Wei, upon entering the book, didn’t want to be the cannon fodder. From being a lonely terminally ill patient to having a husband and children, with a big shot right at home, she couldn’t let others take that away. Qiao Wei wanted to hold on tight.

Yan Lei noticed that ever since he brought his wife back, she seemed like a different person.

“Commander Yan’s wife wears such old-fashioned fabric all the time, so simple and plain.”

Qiao Wei: Natural fabrics are so comfortable, synthetic fibers go away.

“Did you hear? Commander Yan’s wife voluntarily gave up the new dormitory and continued to live in the old family quarters, giving the chance of living in a building to someone else. Look at her ideological consciousness.”

Qiao Wei: The courtyard in the broken dormitory building is much more down-to-earth.

“We misunderstood them before. Look, the commander’s relatives are here, directly arranged in the guesthouse, high-standard reception, so atmospheric.”

Qiao Wei: Having relatives stay at home is too annoying; sending them to the guesthouse is much more relaxed.

Life went from being formal and distant to passionate and lively. From living in separate rooms in the past, she now walks around in his white shirt with smooth, straight legs in front of him. Before, he couldn’t see her in the morning, but now he could see her rosy cheeks and vibrant eyes when she woke up from morning exercise.

In the past, she complained about his lack of education and didn’t allow her to touch his precious books. Now she willingly handed him a book, saying, “Although I hope you can read it too.”

“Clothes, you can’t wash them; leave it to me,” the man said coldly.

“Just because you don’t want to wash dishes, leave it to me,” the man disdainfully said.

“Here,” the man handed it over.

“What?”

“Money and tickets,” he said. “This month I found more people to exchange cloth tickets, enough for you to buy new clothes.”

Qiao Wei smiled with her eyes curled. As long as she wasn’t the cannon fodder, Qiao Wei lived happily in this 60s and 70s setting. <<less

It is said on the Internet that women are like wolves in their thirties and tigers in their forties. Men, on the other hand, go downhill after their thirties. ... more>>

That is why, a young man paired with an older woman is the perfect combination.

Guo Zhi, woman, 28 years old, has a car and a house.

Alex, man, 20 years old, has no fixed place to live.

What Alex worries about is how he can rely on Guo Zhi for all his life. <<less

She opened her eyes to find herself returned to her youth. The world was in turmoil, and her husband was preparing to make a name for himself outside.... more>>

In her previous life, she had struggled against this man for a lifetime, exhausted and stifled.

In this life, she pinched the man's young face with a smile: "Go ahead."

Having rolled in the battlefield, fought fiercely in the palace, and competed sharply in the royal court.

In her previous life, she had helped others conquer the world.

In this life, she would conquer the world for herself.

[Note: The husband is not the male lead] <<less

Ruan Qing picked up a man from ancient times.... more>>

The man said, "I've been working for many years and earned tens of thousands of gold taels and boxes of gems.

Ruan Qing asked, "Where is it?"

The man replied, "... in ancient times."

Snippet of daily interaction:

Twenty-seven looked over.

In the video, a tall, thin, young man was wearing a mask. He ducked his head to get out of the car, and then he looked up. Only half of his long hair was tied back, and the other half was hanging loose. The movement of lowering his head and then raising it, along with his walking motion, and the slow playback caused his flowing hair to slowly fall off his shoulders and float down his back.

This made his face look all the more delicate. However, the lower half of his face was hidden by the mask.

According to Twenty-seven's understanding, the purpose of this video was just to watch the young man flip his hair.

The young man was very much like those dandies in another time and place that put on makeup. When they saw a proper young lady on the street, they would flirtatiously push their hair behind their shoulders with their fan before going over to tease the lady.

It was indecently flamboyant!

Twenty-seven looked down on those types of men, but reality told him that some women enjoyed those types.

He raised his eyelids and looked from the phone screen to Ruan Qing's face.

Sure enough, Ruan Qing was weak to that sort of behavior.

Her eyes were narrowed, and her smile was silly. She was like a love-struck fool as she stared at the looped playback on the screen. She sighed and said, "Ah, how can he look so good?!"

Twenty-seven: "..."

Twenty-seven didn't say anything and diligently continued cooking.

After they finished eating, he washed the dishes and tidied up the kitchen. Ruan Qing was sitting on the sofa and swiping her phone.

After swiping her phone for a bit, she suddenly heard Twenty-seven ask, "Like this?"

Ruan Qing turned her head. Twenty-seven had his hands in his pockets and seemed uncomfortable. Half of his long hair was tied up in a high ponytail while the rest was draped over his shoulders.

His attractiveness and figure wasn't any worse than the guy that had uploaded the earlier video.

Wait, that was wrong. Ruan Qing had seen the guy in the video without his mask. Based on her aesthetics, Twenty-seven would totally beat him in attractiveness!

At this moment, Ruan Qing even felt a greedy desire. If this man from ancient times couldn't resolve the issue of getting an identity card, she wouldn't mind if he stayed with her and cooked her meals and cleaned her apartment in lieu of getting a job.

However, these selfish ideas were definitely not okay. She was just thinking about it.

If Twenty-seven didn't get an identity recognized by the government, he would have to rely on her for many things. He might even be at risk of being exploited by her. That was too unfair to him.

Ruan Qing continued worrying over how to solve the issue of giving Twenty-seven an identity.

Attempt #3 at finding a job:

Twenty-seven had broken away from his original world and the control of the Palace of Hell. He had originally wanted to live out his life as an ordinary person.

However, a yuan could stump a hero. If he wanted to stop financially relying on Ruan Qing, he had to figure out a way to earn money. However, without an identity, he couldn't earn money through legal channels.

After much deliberation, he decided that his only option was to return to his old profession.

Twenty-seven continued his stroll.

His hard work paid off. He met another quarreling group. It was two men and one woman.

Twenty-seven observed them for a while to understand what was going on. Their quarrel was about the woman. The two men were her husband and ex-husband. That was kind of interesting.

The two men fought until their heads were bleeding. In the end, they were pulled apart, and the husband left with his wife.

The ex-husband harshly said, "I'll rip off your head the next time I see you!"

The ex-husband took out a tissue and wiped the blood on his face while cursing back as he left the scene.

The spectators dispersed once the excitement was over.

Twenty-seven surreptitiously followed the ex-husband and called out to stop the ex-husband when they got to a parking lot.

He had observed earlier that the ex-husband had a beer belly and was wearing a big gold chain necklace and beaded bracelets. He was definitely a hundred times richer than the hawker couple from before.

"How can you easily let go of your hatred? He stole your wife." The former gold-medal showed off his imposing aura as he approached the gold chain necklace ex-husband. "For 10,000 yuan, no bargaining, I'll bring you his head tonight."

Don't quote a price that was too cheap to rich people. Otherwise, they would think he was a third-rate killer that was scraping to make a living.

The gold chain necklace ex-husband was still holding a bloody tissue. He speechlessly stared at the gold-medal assassin.

People that would commit crimes of passion would sometimes have additional requests that were quite strange. Twenty-seven had taken on those orders before.

Twenty-seven thought it over and said, "If you want to make him a eunuch, that'll cost an additional 2,000 yuan."

The ex-husband: "..."

"You're crazy!" The ex-husband dropped the tissue and beelined to his car. Everyone was afraid of lunatics. After all, if a lunatic committed a crime, he wouldn't be punished by the law.

Twenty-seven watched as his potential big customer nervously bolted into his car, immediately locked his car door, stepped on the gas pedal, and disappeared from the parking garage in an instant.

Twenty-seven was a bit depressed. As an assassin, he wasn't good at promoting his service.

People in his line of business had specialized duties. He was only responsible for killing people. Other people were responsible for the administrative matters in the Palace of Hell. Moreover, their reputation preceded them, and most of their customers came to them with gold and silver.

In the past, Twenty-seven was sure that he would be able to give a good life after leaving the Palace of Hell. But now, he suddenly wasn't so sure. It was so hard to make money!

If Ruan Qing knew about his situation, she could explain his problem using modern concepts. People thought they were amazing when they had a platform to rely on. It was only when they left the platform that they would realize they were nothing. <<less