“As long as you keep this child, I’ll give you two billion.”
Wen Xiayue stared at the man kneeling on one knee before her, a question mark slowly appearing in her mind.
*What two billion?*
*This two billion is for me?*
*And what child? What child are we talking about?*
She looked down at her stomach, then back at the man. Suddenly, it felt as though a high-speed projector had been shoved into her brain.
Images flooded in.
Good grief.
She had transmigrated into a novel.
Her name was Wen Xiayue, the vicious female supporting character in a sweet romance novel.
The heroine was Wen Rou—a kind, resilient, innocent girl who had grown up in the wealthy Wen family, cherished and adored by everyone.
The male lead was Su Yan, the crown prince of Beijing’s elite circle. He and Wen Rou were childhood sweethearts, and he treated her like a precious treasure.
As for Wen Xiayue?
She was the real daughter who had been switched at birth.
She had grown up in a fishmonger’s family. Her adoptive parents had sold fish for thirty years and always carried a lingering fishy smell.
She despised them.
Thought they were embarrassing and beneath her.
The moment she learned she was actually the biological daughter of a wealthy family, she eagerly followed her birth parents back to the Wen household.
And then she began her path to destruction.
She fought with Wen Rou for affection.
For attention.
For men.
For everything.
In the end, she got herself locked in a psychiatric hospital.
Su Yan personally sent her there and tortured her until she died.
And the man standing before her now was Qi Lanzhou.
Her husband.
At least in name.
An arranged marriage.
A forced union.
One night together had resulted in a pregnancy.
But Wen Xiayue’s heart belonged entirely to Su Yan.
To be with him, she even poisoned Qi Lanzhou to death and took the Qi family fortune to support her obsession.
And then?
Su Yan and Wen Rou joined forces and sent her to the psychiatric hospital.
The day they caught her in bed with someone else, Su Yan held Wen Rou in his arms and looked down at her with contempt.
“Wen Xiayue, a vicious woman like you doesn’t deserve to love me.”
Wen Xiayue: …
Wen Xiayue: ???
Her expression froze.
Wait a second.
Let me get this straight.
She poisoned her own husband for Su Yan?
Then took her husband’s inheritance to marry him?
And afterward, she was thrown into a psychiatric hospital, tortured to death, and stripped of everything?
Wen Xiayue laughed.
It sounded like she could hear money waving goodbye to her.
What kind of world-class idiot was this?
Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and slowly opened them again.
Fine.
She gave herself a new label:
**Stupid and evil. Died exactly as she deserved.**
But now, she didn’t want to die.
She definitely wasn’t about to turn her back on money.
Lowering her head, she looked once more at the man kneeling beside the hospital bed. He was staring at her with a complicated, cold gaze, asking her to keep the child.
In the original story, Wen Xiayue refused.
She didn’t want to give birth to Qi Lanzhou’s child.
She called the baby a bastard.
She threw tantrums and caused endless trouble until the child was eventually lost.
After learning the truth, Qi Lanzhou finally gave up on her.
He decided to divorce her.
But before he could even say the word “divorce,” she killed him.
If he had left her, countless women would have been willing to bear his children.
Did Qi Lanzhou love Wen Xiayue that much?
Why couldn’t she see him?
Her gaze settled on his face as she studied him carefully.
This man was incredibly handsome.
High cheekbones.
A straight nose.
Deep double eyelids.
Long, almost unfairly beautiful eyelashes.
Even the color of his eyes was captivating.
Was Wen Xiayue blind?
Or was the author blind?
Whatever the reason, she was Wen Xiayue now.
The ending was supposed to be death.
But she didn’t want that.
She was still young.
Happiness was right in front of her, waiting to be grasped.
So she had to make a different choice.
“Who said I’m getting an abortion? Let’s go home and live a good life together.”
Qi Lanzhou looked up, surprise flashing across his eyes.
What did she just say?
She wanted to keep the child?
She wanted to live a good life with him?
What new trick was she playing?
Just yesterday, she had cursed this child with the cruelest words imaginable.
She had called it a mistake.
Said she would rather die than give birth to his child.
When she fell earlier, he had even thought she did it on purpose—to get rid of the baby.
That was why he had knelt.
Qi Lanzhou.
The head of the Qi Group.
A man who had never begged anyone in his life.
Yet he had knelt before this woman.
Because he knew that if the child was gone, she would leave him forever.
“Wen Xiayue, do you know what you’re saying?” he asked, his voice hoarse.
“I do. What’s wrong, husband? Don’t you want to live a good life with me?”
There was no way she would follow the original plot.
Why throw away an outstanding husband?
Why throw away a fortune worth billions?
Why throw away a happy life?
For some ridiculous male lead?
The word “husband” carried devastating power when it came from Wen Xiayue’s lips.
Qi Lanzhou’s mind went completely blank.
Still kneeling, he stared up at her.
His eyes churned with emotion.
Shock.
Suspicion.
Disbelief.
And something else.
Something complicated.
“You… what did you call me?”
“Husband, of course.” Wen Xiayue blinked innocently. “Aren’t you my husband?”
Qi Lanzhou lowered his gaze and frowned.
Even though he didn’t believe her, a trace of happiness still rose uncontrollably within him.
“Get up.” Wen Xiayue reached out to pull him. “The floor is cold. Your knees will hurt if you kneel too long.”
Following her pull, Qi Lanzhou stood.
But he moved too quickly.
He stumbled forward and fell on top of her.
Wen Xiayue was pinned against the hospital bed.
His face hovered directly above hers.
Close enough for her to count every eyelash.
“…”
“…”
Both of them froze.
Wen Xiayue blinked, staring at the impossibly handsome face only inches away.
*Mom, I think I’m in love.*
*He’s really good-looking.*
Seriously.
Why wasn’t **he** the male lead?
How was Su Yan supposed to compare?
Speak of the devil.
The hospital room door suddenly burst open.
“Wen Xiayue! You vicious woman! You actually pushed Wen Rou and made her fall!”
A man stormed in furiously.
Wen Xiayue lay on the bed.
Qi Lanzhou was on top of her.
Their position was as suggestive as it could possibly be.
The room instantly fell silent.
Standing in the doorway, Su Yan froze before he could even finish venting his anger.
What was he looking at?
Qi Lanzhou.
The man who had repeatedly caused the Su family losses in the business world.
And now he was pressing Wen Xiayue beneath him.
Her arms were wrapped around his neck.
Their faces were so close that another inch would have been enough for a kiss.
“You… you two…”
Su Yan’s face turned the color of liver.
Wen Xiayue blinked and looked at the uninvited guest.
She examined him carefully.
How had the novel described the male lead again?
“Tall and elegant.”
“Powerful presence.”
“A scenery all by himself.”
Well.
His neck definitely leaned forward.
His body proportions were fifty-fifty.
And his suit looked like he had stolen an adult’s clothes.
That’s it?
That’s really it?
How blind did the original Wen Xiayue have to be to think this guy was “the most dazzling man in the capital”?
“Su Yan?” Qi Lanzhou’s voice turned cold.
He pushed himself up but didn’t move far from Wen Xiayue.
Instead, he shifted protectively, shielding her behind him.
“Who let you in?”
Only then did Su Yan snap out of it.
Pointing at Wen Xiayue, his hand trembled.
“Wen Xiayue! You actually… You actually did this kind of thing with him in a public place!”
…
What kind of thing?
Wen Xiayue tightened her arms around Qi Lanzhou’s neck and looked utterly innocent.
“Husband, who’s this lunatic?”
Her affectionate attitude was completely different from before.
A flicker of emotion crossed Qi Lanzhou’s dark eyes.
Su Yan’s expression became even more colorful.
“What did you just say? Wen Xiayue, what did you call me?”
Peeking out from behind Qi Lanzhou’s shoulder, Wen Xiayue blinked innocently.
“Do I know you?”