Chu Tianqing, a junior in the Acting Department, rarely spent a weekend on campus.
She leaned out from her dorm bed, checking one by one—
Her roommates?
All absent.
The dorm door?
Locked tight.
The curtains?
Swished shut with a sharp pull.
“Ready, set, go!” Chu Tianqing flopped back into her cozy blankets and opened a mature-rated novel titled I Get Fcked by the F4 at the Aristocratic Academy*.
It was a beautiful Friday night, and she was going to savor every word of this top-ranked, reverse-harem aristocratic academy smut.
“Usually, the female lead in these kinds of stories comes from a tragic background.” Chu Tianqing had read plenty of similar novels—she was well-versed in the genre.
In the main text, after the female lead’s parents died, she was raised by her two doting uncles and enjoyed a happy, carefree childhood.
But in her senior year of high school, disaster struck the family. Her youngest uncle got into a car accident on his wedding night, and her cousin uncle was in the same car. Neither was in life-threatening danger…
But the youngest uncle suffered a head injury and lost his memory.
The cousin uncle fell into a coma and became a vegetable.
“Oh wow, called it. So formulaic.” Chu Tianqing tossed out a snarky comment and kept reading.
After turning eighteen, the female lead became delicate and frail, bursting into tears at the drop of a hat, her cheeks perpetually flushed—possessing every trait of a classic mature-rated female lead. This pure little flower suddenly lost all her protection.
Control of the family fell to the youngest uncle’s new wife, and this new aunt was the quintessential vicious female supporting character.
When Chu Tianqing saw the evil aunt’s name, she let out a groundhog scream: “Ah! So embarrassing—she has the exact same name as me!”
The evil aunt married off her best friend to her comatose husband’s cousin under the guise of “bringing luck through marriage,” and from then on, the two villainesses joined forces to take over the wealthy family.
The two evil aunts raised over a dozen lookalikes, minor celebrities, and idol wannabes to serve them, while also tormenting the pure little flower female lead—who had been raised in the palms of her uncles’ hands—until she was battered beyond recognition, then kicked her out of the house.
Deprived of her family’s protection, the female lead suffered endless bullying throughout her senior year. The moment she entered university, the plot shifted to the F4 male leads forcibly seizing and dominating her.
After the F4 male leads entered university, they were ruthless and merciless toward the female lead, but off the bed, they doted on her like a little princess, constantly fighting over her with jealousy. The campus saw eight hundred absurd showdowns a day.
The two once-glorious evil aunts met miserable ends. When the two uncles—one regaining his memory, the other waking from his coma—discovered their crimes, the big shots personally handed the venomous women over to the heir male leads, who had them dumped in the open sea to feed the fish.
When Chu Tianqing saw the other evil aunt’s name, she burst out laughing so hard she nearly lost her head.
Chu Tianqing, who never read with her brain on and had zero moral compass, ignored the tragic fates of the two villainesses and immediately forwarded the novel to her best friend Shen Xinglan.
Chu Tianqing: [Babe! I found a mature-rated novel, LOL, and the two evil female supporting characters have the exact same names as us hahahaha! You don’t think some enemy of ours wrote this, do you?]
After sending it, Chu Tianqing saw no response from her bestie—probably busy in the lab—so she kept reading all sorts of unspeakably bizarre plotlines between the male and female leads. The author had quite the imagination.
Every location on and off campus—
The classic study room scene, the soaked little bell in the infirmary, the blindfolded moment in the art studio that almost got discovered, the begging from above in the broadcast room, the twin sandwich in the gym locker room…
In the early chapters, to highlight the female lead’s fall from little princess to “Cinderella,” the author focused heavily on the two evil aunts, especially the evil youngest aunt who shared her name.
The evil youngest aunt was young but vicious in her methods and deeply scheming. The author called her a top-tier “gold digger.” After the opening chapters tormented the female lead, the focus shifted squarely onto her.
She used every trick and scheme to make the amnesiac uncle “love” her obsessively, to the point he couldn’t bear to be apart from her.
She even built a secret room in the basement of the house, fully stocked with tools.
The other evil cousin aunt was basically a tool the author used to pad word count. She couldn’t do much with the comatose cousin uncle, so the author recycled a few verbal humiliation scenes over and over, and she occasionally used her comatose husband as a prop when bored.
She also frequently served as the evil youngest aunt’s strategist, aiding and abetting her crimes.
Chu Tianqing skimmed through the parts about the two evil aunts.
It was seriously embarrassing to see villainesses with the same names as her and her bestie in the story!
She quickly flipped to the middle-late sections, and it was much better once she stopped inserting herself into it.
At first, she was crossing her legs, face flushed, heart racing, swallowing hard with every line.
But later…
Her expression went blank, her heart calm as still water, and she even started to feel a bit bored.
Chu Tianqing complained: “The author’s not that good. The smut is way too repetitive, the plot drags with too much melodrama, the characters are flat and stereotypical, the structure is a mess, and it reads like they wrote whatever popped into their head—probably didn’t even finish middle school…”
Conclusion: Everything on the rankings is trash anyway.
Chu Tianqing sent her bestie a WeChat message: [Babe! I’m heading to bed first, biu biu biu shooting you little hearts (^_-)]
She turned off her phone and fell into a peaceful sleep.
She didn’t know how long she had been asleep when Chu Tianqing was awakened by the ringing of her phone.
“I turned it on silent, didn’t I?” Chu Tianqing was still groggy as she instinctively answered the call.
“Mrs. Lin, I’m Secretary Chen from the Board of Directors.” The caller identified himself, his tone distant and polite.
The man on the phone paused, then continued, “I know you have family matters to attend to, but today your niece Lin Nanxi got into a conflict with a classmate. This is a critical time for her senior year of high school, and I hope you can come to the school this afternoon.”
“I don’t want insurance, I don’t want a credit card…” Chu Tianqing squinted and hung up, then blocked the unfamiliar number.
Chu Tianqing stretched and muttered, “Mrs. something, board of directors—are phone scammers now using the aristocratic academy Mary Sue routine?”
A strange fragrance lingered around her nose. Chu Tianqing’s eyes flew wide open as she realized she wasn’t lying on her little dorm bed.
The bed beneath her was soft and comfortable, sheer silk curtains draped down from above, afternoon sunlight streamed through the window into the spacious room, and a crystal chandelier cast delicate glimmers of light.
The air was filled with the faint, elegant scent of gardenias, and the furniture and decor exuded luxury.
Chu Tianqing scrambled out of bed, grabbed her phone, and unlocked it.
Although the phone was the same model as hers, the contacts and chat history inside weren’t hers at all.
Chu Tianqing murmured to herself, “Mrs. Lin… niece Lin Nanxi? Isn’t Lin Nanxi the female lead’s name? Did I transmigrate into a book?!”
Yes, she had transmigrated into that restricted novel she’d complained about before bed, I Get Lovey-Dovey with the F4 at the Aristocratic Academy.
Chu Tianqing was now the vicious young aunt-in-law in the book who shared her name.
In the original story, the original owner was the same age as Chu Tianqing, also a performing arts college student, but young as she was, she was deeply scheming.
The original owner had set a trap for the female lead’s big-shot uncle, Lin Sinian, making him mistakenly believe she was his lifesaver, and she refused the generous reward money he offered.
At the time, Lin Sinian was being endlessly pestered by women the clan kept pushing into arranged marriages, and the original owner “happened” to propose a one-year contractual marriage at that moment.
The original owner hypocritically claimed she only wanted the access that the “Mrs. Lin” title provided, voluntarily signed a prenuptial property agreement, and entered high society to elevate her status and make money.
Her “sincerity” moved Lin Sinian, and a contractual marriage would also stop the clan from shoving people into his bed every other day.
So Lin Sinian and the original owner signed the agreement and held a wedding.
That wedding officially kicked off the tragedy of the Lin family.
On the night of the wedding, Lin Sinian and his cousin were in a serious car accident—one lost his memory, the other fell into a coma.
The original owner used her schemes to seize control of the Lin family, and married her vicious best friend—the one who’d found a kindred spirit in the gutter—to the comatose cousin under the guise of “warding off bad luck,” making her her right-hand woman.
The two vicious aunts-in-law took over the wealthy family while cruelly tormenting the pure white flower female lead, Lin Nanxi, having the time of their lives.
Chu Tianqing rushed into the dressing room and looked at herself in the mirror, letting out a sigh of relief.
It was still her face—a pretty, youthful face in her early twenties, so fresh it could practically drip with water.
Her figure hadn’t changed either. In the mirror, she wore a champagne-colored silk slip nightgown that outlined her slender, graceful curves.
Before transmigrating, Chu Tianqing often bragged to her best friend, “Anyway, my figure is absolutely stunning~”
Aside from the slip dress not being hers, everything else was original—so she had transmigrated with her body.
As a performing arts college girl, Chu Tianqing had read no fewer than eight hundred, maybe a thousand novels, and had done bit parts in plenty of low-budget short dramas, so she was long past being surprised by transmigration tropes.
But when it actually happened to her, she still fell apart for a moment.
She threw a few wild punches into the air, then flopped face-down onto the bed and wriggled like a green bean caterpillar:
“Ahhh! How do I deal with transmigrating into a restricted novel?! I’m still a pure virgin—rich in theoretical experience but zero in practical!”
Chu Tianqing pouted, on the verge of tears.
She missed her best friend Shen Xinglan so much right now.
Chu Tianqing had a severe dependency on Shen Xinglan. They’d grown up together, and even if she let out a crooked fart, she’d have to share it with her best friend.
Transmigrating into a restricted novel as the vicious supporting female character was such a juicy piece of gossip, but even if it was her own gossip, having no one to share it with made it feel especially bleak.
But Chu Tianqing only allowed herself to wail a few times.
As a performing arts student, she knew her face was her fortune. She took a sheet mask from the mini-fridge beside the vanity and put it on—if she cried until her eyes were swollen, she wouldn’t be pretty anymore.
She also opened a bottle of iced cola and took a big gulp.
“Ah…” Chu Tianqing felt herself coming back to life.
The phone rang again.
Chu Tianqing looked at the caller ID showing [Lin Nanxi] and answered.
The girl’s voice on the other end was soft and sweet, like sugar water.
“Little aunt, it’s Nanxi. I’m so sorry to bother you. I know little uncle is still in the ICU, and you must be heartbroken and busy right now…”
Chu Tianqing felt a twinge of guilt.
That was when she remembered that today was the second day after her convenient husband’s car accident.
Lin Sinian was still lying in the ICU next to his cousin, unconscious.
Though her niece wasn’t wrong about that part.
She was indeed heartbroken—heartbroken at inexplicably transmigrating into a broken, restricted-rated novel.
But she was also quite busy—busy applying a face mask and sipping cola.
Chu Tianqing quickly set down her iced cola. “No rush, no rush. Tell me, dear great-niece, what’s wrong?”
“Your homeroom teacher and the school administration need you to come to school this afternoon. I’m sorry, little aunt-in-law. I didn’t mean to cause trouble for the family at a time like this…”
Lin Nanxi’s voice trembled, clearly on the verge of tears.
Hearing Lin Nanxi sob breathlessly on the other end, Chu Tianqing agreed without hesitation.
Chu Tianqing took a shower.
While blow-drying her hair, she calmly analyzed the situation.
According to the original plot, today was the second day after the original owner married Lin Sinian.
The original owner hadn’t yet had the chance to lay a hand on Lin Nanxi.
Today’s storyline was that Lin Nanxi was framed at school by a female school bully for stealing the bully’s globally limited-edition luxury necklace worth ten million yuan, with only two in existence.
The female bully’s accusation of theft was just a feint.
Her real goal was to publicly humiliate Lin Nanxi, accusing her of shamelessly “seducing” the F4 and of squirming in her seat with a flushed face during self-study, as if consumed by lust.
Given the involvement of high-end jewelry worth tens of millions, the school could only invite the parents to negotiate.
The original owner had been called in as a guardian but never actually went to school.
The moment she heard the name of that necklace, the original owner knew Lin Nanxi had been framed.
But the original owner directly called the principal and said, “Oh dear, this child is a repeat offender. We’ve told her countless times at home, but she never changes. She even stole my diamond earrings at my wedding.”
“Also, she’s addicted to sex. You’d better keep your distance from her, lest you catch some disease.”
“Oh, and Lin Nanxi is already eighteen—an adult with full legal capacity. She’s responsible for her own affairs. It has nothing to do with her family.”
The other party’s parents exploded on the spot, shouting in the principal’s office for the school to expel Lin Nanxi for her moral corruption and “infectious disease.”
At that moment, the female bully secretly live-streamed everything happening in the principal’s office on her phone—
The whole school learned that Lin Nanxi from Class A, Senior Year 3, was a habitual thief, sexually addicted, and carrying a venereal disease.
From then on, Lin Nanxi faced discrimination and cold stares throughout that elite school, her campus life became a struggle, and it accelerated the F4’s forceful pursuit of her.
Chu Tianqing could read a novel without using her brain or discarding her morals just for a bit of spice.
But once she put herself in the character’s shoes, even a scripted scenario couldn’t make her tolerate such brainless bullying.
Thinking of a good girl being framed and having vicious rumors spread about her until she broke down psychologically, her heart clenched.
She changed her clothes and put on a bold, striking makeup look.
Carefully retrieving the plot from her memory, Chu Tianqing took a hard case from the safe and stuffed it into her bag, then strode out with confidence and climbed into Lin Sinian’s Maybach.
“Ma’am, shall we go to the hospital to see the master?” the driver asked cautiously, glancing at the rearview mirror.
The newlywed Mrs. Lin looked… could he say it? Like a widow with that kind of beauty?!
No, no, no—Chairman Lin wasn’t dead yet!
Chu Tianqing touched up her lipstick in the mirror. “No. Go to Lin Nanxi’s school.”
The Maybach came to a smooth stop in front of the European-style buildings of the elite high school.
Chu Tianqing stepped out, removed her sunglasses, and swept her gaze over the boys and girls in exquisite aristocratic uniforms on the steps.
In her heart, an old-school domineering CEO entrance theme began to play—”It’s fate that’s decided, I just couldn’t see it clearly!”
Wearing high heels, she ascended the steps with graceful poise, so stunning that people completely overlooked the jewelry adorning her.
She was a natural actress who reveled in the spotlight.
The gazes of the boys and girls were her cameras.
The driver had been to the school before and led the way ahead of Chu Tianqing.
Vice Principal’s Office.
The driver knocked, then pushed open the door.
Chu Tianqing immediately spotted a yellow-haired girl in a school uniform “casually” sticking out her foot.
A girl with long straight black hair and a delicate frame let out an “ouch” as she fell flat on her face.
The girl braced herself with her hands, her black hair veiling her face, her short school skirt just barely covering her thighs.
She struggled to push herself up, turned her head, and revealed a small face so pale and pitiful it was breathtakingly beautiful beyond words.
Her large, almond-shaped eyes brimmed with tears, her knees and elbows instantly flushed a shocking red, and her soft, sweet voice was laced with fragility: “Ah, it hurts…”
Chu Tianqing drew in a sharp breath.
For the first time, she had a tangible impression of the “pure white lotus” heroine, Lin Nanxi.
“Lin Nanxi, stop pretending! This is how you seduce Gu Jingci, isn’t it! Principal Wang, look at her!”
The yellow-haired girl, furious, raised her hand to grab Lin Nanxi’s hair and yank her up from the ground.
Chu Tianqing seized the yellow-haired girl’s wrist and stepped in front of Lin Nanxi.
“Principal Wang, my niece is absolutely innocent.” Chu Tianqing’s expression was calm.
The room fell silent. Everyone turned to look at Chu Tianqing.
Chu Tianqing smiled faintly, gently lifting the “pure white lotus’s” delicate chin with one hand. “With a face like hers, do you think I wouldn’t know whether she’s at fault or not?”