“Qin Yiyang, why are you in my bed?”
The hotel suite was filled with a lingering fragrance.
A man’s hoarse voice sounded beside her ear, his anger as evident as his eight-pack abs.
Qin Yiyang was dazed.
Just moments ago, she had awakened memories of her past life.
She had originally been an office worker who died suddenly right before a promotion, only to be reborn into a novel she had once read.
Good news: she was the true heiress of a wealthy family.
Bad news: the book was titled “The Fake Heiress Is Pampered by the Tycoons.”
“…”
In the novel, the fake heiress’s mother swapped the infants in their cradles to ensure her biological daughter would live a life of luxury.
The fake heiress became the beloved young lady of a wealthy family, showered with affection.
Qin Yiyang, on the other hand, was taken to the countryside, where she learned to carry manure and feed pigs from a young age.
Whenever her foster mother lost money playing mahjong, she would take her anger out on Qin Yiyang, forcing her to sleep in the pigsty in the dead of winter, claiming she wasn’t as easy to raise as a boy.
If it were the current Qin Yiyang, she would have retorted, “If you like boys so much, why don’t you hang yourself to get a dick? Or better yet, bow to me—I guarantee you’ll have three kids in two years, all of them thorns in your side!”
But the truth wasn’t revealed until she was twelve.
When the Qin family saw little Qin Yiyang in the pigsty, their hearts ached.
The thin, small girl curled into a ball. Mother Qin tried to pick her up, but she shrank back, saying she was dirty and that dirtying someone else’s clothes would cost money.
Mother Qin wept uncontrollably, determined to send the heartless foster mother to prison.
But the foster mother played the victim.
“I can’t go to prison! Who will take care of my daughter if I’m in prison? Leave her with your family? No way—who knows if you’d poison her?”
The Qin family wouldn’t involve the innocent, but they also wouldn’t continue raising the fake heiress.
Seeing how the mother and daughter looked like two peas in a pod, it would be impossible to interact without resentment in the future.
Out of consideration for their twelve years of shared history, the Qin family agreed to periodically cover the fake heiress’s tuition and living expenses.
Under the influence of the plot’s absurd logic, the Qin family compromised, agreeing to the foster mother’s plea to turn herself in on the fake heiress’s eighteenth birthday.
But in the novel, the foster mother never faced legal consequences.
Just before the fake heiress came of age, the foster mother saved the wealthiest man in Haicheng and married into his affluent family.
With immense power and influence, the tycoon hired top-tier lawyers to defend her. Not only did she avoid prison, but she also smeared the Qin family’s reputation.
The fake heiress became the darling of the wealthy circle, adored not only by her brothers and uncles but also by countless male admirers who fell for her charms.
A notorious playboy reformed for her.
A top-tier film emperor took supporting roles for her.
Even Qin Yiyang’s fiancé fell in love with the fake heiress at first sight, offering her countless connections and resources.
But the fake heiress felt no gratitude toward the Qin family—instead, she despised them.
She brought her family to participate in the Rich Family Variety Show, using the Qin family as the control group through constant comparisons and put-downs.
By the end of the show, the Qin family became social outcasts, despised by everyone.
Meanwhile, the fake heiress’s family thrived harmoniously, their star shining brightly.
Qin Yiyang dropped the book.
“What kind of twisted novel is this, where the wealthy are above the law and the protagonist revels in petty victories? The protagonist is supposed to be kind and helpful, but instead, she cuckolds me, undermines me, and pins the blame on me!”
The author must be the king of hell!
Qin Yiyang inwardly lamented.
[Mom, you’ve suffered so much!]
【All these years you’ve been sending money to Shen Yan on time, covering her tuition and living expenses, yet she turned out to be an ungrateful wretch who ruined our family and drove us to bankruptcy!】
At that moment, in the banquet hall on the first floor of the hotel, Mother Qin was worrying about borrowing money.
Originally, the bank had agreed to provide a loan, but overnight they changed their tune.
Even former business partners avoided her like the plague, steering clear whenever they saw her, let alone lending her money.
Just as Mother Qin was feeling distressed, a sharp, piercing scream echoed in her ears.
She shuddered.
Did she just hear someone calling her “Mom”?
Thinking it might be an auditory hallucination, the voice sounded again.
【Dad, you’ve suffered too!】
【You dedicated yourself to scientific research with integrity, only to be falsely accused of academic plagiarism. They even called you a live-in son-in-law! A man who married into the family!】
Mother Qin was stunned.
She turned and looked at her husband, who was socially awkward and busy solving mathematical equations in the corner.
Their eyes met in the air, and she saw the same astonishment reflected in her husband’s gaze.
Both of them confirmed it—this was no hallucination!
They could hear their daughter’s inner thoughts!
Qin Yiyang had no idea her inner thoughts were being exposed.
While recalling the plot, she sniffled.
【So tragic, the whole family is suffering!】
【Even Wangcai, the family dog, wasn’t spared—it was stewed and eaten!】
The thought of Wangcai wagging its tail foolishly before its death, thinking someone had come to play with it, made Qin Yiyang’s tears well up uncontrollably.
At that very moment, a childish voice chimed in, [Host, stop crying!]
Qin Yiyang cried even louder.
Oh no!
She was so heartbroken that she was hearing things!
[It’s not a hallucination!]
The childish voice spoke again.
[I am the Supporting Character Self-Salvation System! Because the protagonists have grown increasingly malicious and the supporting characters more pitiful, evoking widespread empathy and sympathy from audiences and readers, I was born~]
[The host can use homophone characters to alter the original plot and save yourself and your family’s fate!]
Qin Yiyang was briefly surprised.
Homophone characters?
In her previous life, she was a stand-up comedian. In the stand-up comedy scene, where “everyone is a king, brilliant yet fleeting,” she was crowned the “Homophone Pun Queen” by the audience.
Looking back on her past life, she was an orphan who barely made it into a 211 university through relentless exam practice, only to be assigned to the sow care major—nothing particularly praiseworthy.
But homophone puns? That was definitely her comfort zone.
Qin Yiyang exclaimed excitedly, “That’s great!”
“Great what?” a cold male voice interjected.
Qin Yiyang turned and realized there was a shirtless man beside her.
—Her fiancé, Bo Mingze.
Qin Yiyang looked confused. “Why are you here?”
“That’s what I should be asking you.”
Bo Mingze glanced sideways, his gaze growing colder. “I underestimated you. To force me into marriage, you even drugged me. No matter what you do, the person I love is Shen Yan.”
Qin Yiyang wore a complicated expression.
Previously, controlled by the plot, she had been deeply in love with Bo Mingze.
Could it be that the root of her family’s tragic fate was her rivalry with the female lead over a man?
“Bo Mingze, let’s call off the engagement! Right now!”
Bo Mingze was momentarily stunned, seemingly not expecting the words “call off the engagement” to come from her first.
“Qin Yiyang, what kind of trick are you trying to pull now?”
Qin Yiyang sighed. “To be honest, I prefer men who are a bit shorter. Besides, even standing in a pile of garbage, you don’t stand out.”
Bo Mingze: “”
Qin Yiyang looked at him sincerely, “Every time I look up, I see your two nostrils facing me, which puts a lot of pressure on me. Pressure doesn’t turn into motivation; it only turns into medical records. So let’s call off the engagement, Piggy.”
Bo Mingze: “…”
He was often approached by talent scouts on the street and had been the school heartthrob since childhood.
So, where exactly did he resemble a pig?
Just then, footsteps echoed in the hotel corridor.
“Shh! This is the room!”
“Bo Mingze and his fiancée are inside. If we can get photos proving Shen Yan is the other woman, it’ll definitely make the trending list!”
Hearing the conversation, Qin Yiyang froze for a moment. Shen Yan was the fake heiress.
She couldn’t help but complain inwardly:
[I remember now, those are paparazzi outside.]
[In the novel, after the paparazzi exposed my engagement with Bo Mingze, Shen Yan was labeled the other woman and got dragged onto the trending list.]
[The Shen family’s billionaire father, heartbroken for his daughter, resolutely took his wife and daughter to join the Rich Family Variety Show to support her and declared he’d bankrupt the Qin family.]
[Bankrupt mom, imprisoned dad, broken brother, and me—doomed to a terrible death!]
[Life is only once, but there’s more than one life-threatening situation! System, save me!]
Whether the System heard her or not was unclear, but Father Qin and Mother Qin certainly did.
Their family was too tragic!
The two hurriedly left the banquet hall, intending to go upstairs to find their daughter.
But time was still running out.
“…”
The paparazzi had somehow gotten their hands on a master key.
With a “beep,” the door was about to open.
At this critical moment, the System’s voice rang out again.
[I’ll provide you with the original text right now!]
[Original text: Faced with the paparazzi barging in, Qin Yiyang and Bo Mingze were unable to move, left to sit and await their doom.]
[The host’s current level is low, allowing only one homophone character to be altered at a time.]
Hearing this, Father Qin and Mother Qin anxiously paced around.
What homophone character?
How could they change it?
As the couple racked their brains, their daughter’s voice sounded.
[Such a trivial plot, let me show you the power of a homophone pun makeover! Change the ‘doom’ in ‘await their doom’ to ‘coins’!]
Father Qin and Mother Qin: “”
Sit and await coins?
That sounds pretty satisfying!