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Stiflingly hot!
An irritating, clawing-at-the-heart kind of heat!
The moment Mu Zhaozhao opened her eyes, she felt an uncontrollable surge of heat roiling through her body, and a flood of memories that did not belong to her came rushing in.
Just a second ago, she had still been working past midnight at the top scientific research institute in Huaguo. Then she suddenly felt oxygen deprivation in her brain—and before she knew it, she had flamboyantly transmigrated into a book.
This was the very novel a college friend had recommended to her a few days ago, saying that there was a pitiful supporting female character in it who shared her exact name.
Back then, the two of them had even joked that if that minor character really were Mu Zhaozhao, she would slap the faces of the scumbag man and the bitchy woman without hesitation—not even for a second.
Words really shouldn’t be spoken lightly. Look—she truly had transmigrated into a cannon-fodder side character.
Panting softly, Mu Zhaozhao tugged at the collar of her Bragi dress and fanned herself with her slender hand, trying hard to recall the plot of the book.
The original owner of this body had been born a capitalist’s daughter. Her parents died when she was young, leaving only her grandfather and his adopted son, Mu Shangyu, along with Mu Shangyu’s family.
After her parents’ deaths, her grandfather couldn’t withstand the blow and passed away a couple of years later. At that time, the original owner was only six years old.
On his deathbed, he entrusted the original owner to his adopted son Mu Shangyu, instructing him to care for her and to return all the family assets to her once she turned eighteen.
But her uncle’s family were all blood-sucking, ungrateful wolves. Not only did they feel no gratitude for the grandfather’s kindness in adopting them, they even coveted the Mu family’s property.
If it weren’t for Third Great-Aunt Mu Lanchuan keeping an eye on things, Mu Shangyu’s family would probably have swallowed the original owner alive long ago.
On the surface, they raised her, but behind the scenes they deliberately educated her to be naïve, willful, and arrogant.
Once she came of age, they arranged a marriage for her. The match was Yue Xianzhi, a deputy battalion commander in the military region. He looked quite good, and after seeing him, the original owner immediately agreed.
After three years of marriage, Yue Xianzhi left her alone in Shanghai and went to the Changhai Island military district. From then on, there was no word from him at all.
In fact, this was all deliberately orchestrated by her aunt, Qi Ruobing. She had inquired and learned that although Yue Xianzhi had excellent conditions in every aspect, there was a childhood sweetheart in his heart. Unfortunately, that woman had already married someone else. His family was short on money, so he agreed to marry the original owner.
This way, the man the original owner married would never truly care for her, and her married life was destined to be a living hell.
Mu Zhaozhao wiped the fine beads of sweat from her forehead and forced herself to remember.
The book mentioned that Yue Xianzhi was the male lead, while the female lead was her uncle’s niece—her cousin—Mu Yunxing.
The next part of the plot seemed to be that the original owner, dissatisfied with being a “living widow” for two years, went to the army to look for her husband.
After arriving, she discovered that Yue Xianzhi’s childhood sweetheart, Ding Jihuan, was actually accompanying the army—with her ten-year-old son.
They were even living under the same roof as Yue Xianzhi, the three of them looking exactly like a family of three. Enraged, the original owner began to make scenes, stirring up chaos throughout the entire military compound.
Meanwhile, Ding Jihuan played the white-lotus act, easily winning everyone’s sympathy in the military family quarters. Everyone unanimously criticized the original owner for being narrow-minded and intolerant.
Ding Jihuan also tried every possible way to ruin the original owner’s reputation, infuriating her into fighting to the death. In the chaos of pushing and shoving, she accidentally caused Ding Jihuan’s death. The ending was that the original owner was sentenced for a serious crime and died in prison.
By the time she read that part, Mu Zhaozhao couldn’t continue. She only listened as her college friend briefly described the rest of the ending.
After both the original owner and Ding Jihuan died, Yue Xianzhi fell into deep despair for a time. Then Mu Yunxing seized the opportunity to comfort and accompany him.
Thus, the two finally became a couple. Yue Xianzhi was promoted, and they lived happily ever after.
As for the uncle’s family, after their scheme succeeded, Mu Shangyu and Qi Ruobing took the Mu family’s wealth and secretly fled to Hong Kong, living a carefree and comfortable life.
What kind of trash ending was this?!
Annoyed, Mu Zhaozhao tugged her collar wider and glanced at her current situation.
The plot had progressed to the point where she had already arrived at the military district, confronted Ding Jihuan, and accidentally drunk water that Ding Jihuan had drugged.
Ding Jihuan planned to have her sleep with a strange man, destroy her chastity in front of everyone, and then force her to divorce Yue Xianzhi. In the book, the original owner really did fall into the trap, which was why she recklessly shoved Ding Jihuan, indirectly leading to the tragic outcome that followed.
Now that she had transmigrated into the book, there was no way she would let Ding Jihuan succeed.
But she had already been drugged. The heat inside her surged like raging waves, completely beyond her control. If there was no solution, she might even lose her life.
Mu Zhaozhao looked around at her surroundings. She was currently in the military district’s guesthouse.
After the original owner arrived at the military district, Yue Xianzhi never allowed her to move into the family quarters. With no other choice, she reported to her superiors and stayed in the guesthouse.
Dusk had already fallen. Before long, the man arranged by Ding Jihuan would enter her room. She had to leave immediately.
With that thought, Mu Zhaozhao pinched her thigh hard. Once she regained some clarity, she supported herself on the wooden bed, slowly stood up, and walked out of the room.
She struggled down the corridor toward the outside. When she passed a room midway, she suddenly felt dizzy and leaned against the door.
Unexpectedly, the door wasn’t shut tightly, and she instantly fell inside.
By the moonlight, she vaguely saw a handsome man lying on the bed.
Deep-set brows, a high, straight nose, and thin lips carrying a hint of coolness amid their rosy hue. His eyes were closed, his breathing steady and even.
She couldn’t help swallowing. The heat in her body drove her, as if possessed, toward the man on the bed.
She gently lifted the blanket. The clear moonlight streaming through the window fell upon the man’s broad, perfect shoulders.
Mu Zhaozhao could no longer think of anything else. Her mind was overtaken by the drug.
She reached out with her soft, slender hands, wrapped her arms around the man’s neck, and pressed a fragrant kiss onto his thin lips.
Having tasted sweetness, Mu Zhaozhao found herself unable to pull away. Everything felt like an antidote prepared just for her.
That kiss was like a catalyst, instantly triggering all the toxins hidden inside her body.
She tugged at her clothes, pressing her soft body fully against his. When her warm palm landed on his waist, gently kneading and teasing, the man—still dazed—actually turned the tables.
He pulled her forcefully into his arms. Countless kisses rained down, and his hands kneaded her body with startling strength.
Mu Zhaozhao felt that before anything had truly begun, her waist was already about to break…
…
She didn’t know how much time passed before the intense encounter finally ended.
Her whole body slick with sweat, Mu Zhaozhao shivered as a cool breeze blew in through the window.
She hurriedly climbed out of the dim room and searched on the floor for her Bragi dress, putting it back on.
Turning to glance at the man still sleeping soundly on the bed, she couldn’t help complaining inwardly. He had used so much strength—thankfully, she had taken off her clothes herself. Otherwise, he would surely have torn them apart, and then she wouldn’t have been able to go out and face anyone.
After getting dressed, Mu Zhaozhao prepared to leave directly.
Suddenly thinking of something, she took out a large banknote from her pocket, found a pen on the table, wrote something, and only then turned and left.
As the sky revealed a pale fish-belly white, Ruan Jingsheng slowly woke up.
He knocked on his throbbing head, regretting that he had listened to Dan Chengming’s persuasion and drunk that cup of liquor yesterday.
For someone who had never touched alcohol before, it was simply a tragedy.
He had come to Changhai Island to officially assume his post, and in order to pay respects to the senior figures here, he had arrived a few days early.
Yesterday, while dining at the Dan residence, his friend Dan Chengming insisted that he drink a cup to celebrate his promotion to a leadership position.
He had originally resisted and was about to refuse, but Elder Dan also joined in persuading him. With no other choice, he drank a small cup.
Yet it was precisely that one small cup that left him with such a severe hangover.
Ruan Jingsheng rubbed his temples and suddenly remembered that last night he seemed to have had a… rather fragrant and erotic spring dream.
He was already twenty-five years old and had never taken an interest in any woman. How could he have such a dream?
Feeling ashamed, he sat up and glanced at the army-green bedsheets—his pupils instantly constricted…