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Veteran night owl Cen Xia transmigrates into a yuri romance novel and becomes the chongxi wife of the critically ill young lady of the Ji family, Ji Wanqing.
Young Lady Ji has an extraordinary talent for music. After a song of hers became a viral hit, she unexpectedly lost her voice. The Ji family exhausted all their resources visiting famous doctors, but no cure was found. Ji Wanqing fell into depression and paralysis, and a year later, she was on her deathbed.
The Ji family, while seeking a new heir, decided to give their daughter her final dignity: a marriage to ward off bad luck.
When Cen Xia transmigrated, the original owner’s parents had already married her off to the Ji family as a business pawn. She was currently bowing in a wedding ceremony to the young lady’s future portrait.
“Ding! Congratulations, Host, on binding the “Post-Marital Happiness Index System.” Your mission target is Ji Wanqing…”
Realizing she had transmigrated, Cen Xia was overjoyed at the mention of her mission target. Ji Wanqing was a wealthy heiress. If she dies, won’t I inherit her vast fortune?
System: “You’re overthinking it. Your survival rate in this world is determined by the happiness index of your other half. If she dies, how can you live?”
Cen Xia froze. Forget the wealth and glory! Please, Young Lady, whatever you do, don’t die!
On her wedding night, Cen Xia couldn’t wait to visit her wife, whose life was hanging by a thread.
Ji Wanqing stood in her wheelchair, proud and aloof like a frost-covered flower. Despite not speaking, a single look from her was enough to send anyone approaching scurrying away.
Cen Xia was immediately driven out of the room. To survive, she came up with a series of peculiar strategies:
She made her specialty, the dough drop soup, for the young lady. She took her to a grassy field to “feed mosquitoes.” She played “pat-pat” games with her…
Finally, under the eccentric and warm care of her little sun, the critically ill young lady miraculously recovered. She returned to the stage she once graced, radiant and surrounded by a crowd of admirers.
Looking at the skyrocketing happiness index, Cen Xia felt both joy and a pang of sadness. With her chongxi duties seemingly fulfilled, she packed her bags, ready to return to her normal 9-to-5 life.
Ji Wanqing, her eyes red-rimmed, hugged her from behind, her voice choked with emotion. “Xiaxia, don’t go. Don’t leave me. I won’t let you leave me…”
