[A Fair-Skinned, Stunning Beauty × A Reserved, Noble, Cold-as-Ice Military Heartthrob]
[A Marriage That Began with Love at First Sight]
While sorting through her grandmother’s belongings, Jiang Mingjiao unexpectedly bound herself to a portable storage space.
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Before she could stockpile enough scarce goods from the 1970s, the system threw her into a tragic novel.
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She became the short-lived supporting female character whose reborn cousin tricked her into going to the countryside, stole her inheritance, and ruined her entire family.
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When she opened her eyes, she was lying in a hospital bed.
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Even more shocking, her mother looked exactly like her mother in the modern world.
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Recalling the original story’s ending—her parents dying tragically and herself dying in childbirth—Jiang Mingjiao clenched her fists.
“I’m tearing up this sucker’s script!”
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First, she ripped up the application form that would have sent her to the countryside.
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Then, she securely locked away the family’s treasure-filled cellar.
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Unexpectedly, while accompanying her mother on a social visit, she caught the attention of Huo Tingxun, a powerful figure from the military district.
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He was a highly decorated regiment commander, came from an elite family, and—most importantly—had eight-pack abs.
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At first sight, he fell head over heels for her.
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Soon after, they entered a whirlwind marriage, and he handed over his entire salary.
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“Wife, I’m yours to manage.”
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Looking at her handsome husband with eight-pack abs and an unexpectedly gentle, attentive personality, Jiang Mingjiao suddenly remembered—
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Wasn’t this the unattainable “white moonlight” the novel’s heroine had always longed for?
Tsk.
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She’d stumbled onto an incredible bargain.
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Only after marriage did she discover that beneath his cold exterior lurked an overwhelming possessiveness.
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When she made soup, he’d drink every drop.
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“Anything my wife makes—even poison tastes sweet.”
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When she changed into her pajamas, his ears turned bright red, but he still spoke in a serious tone:
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“That outfit… it’s fine as long as you only wear it at home.”
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With her dual trump cards—the portable space and a military marriage—Jiang Mingjiao spent her days eating well, living comfortably, and rewriting her family’s fate.
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Then one night, half-asleep, she absentmindedly pulled out a basket of fresh lychees from her space—despite them being completely out of season.
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Beside her, Huo Tingxun fell silent for two seconds.
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Then he closed his eyes, turned over, and muttered softly:
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“Tomorrow… I’ll have to come up with a story explaining where my wife got those lychees.”
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Jiang Mingjiao: !!!
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So he had known all along?
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And he’d been quietly helping her keep up the act this whole time?
