Yun Qingqing transmigrated into an old-fashioned novel.
The original host was the sidekick of the book’s vicious female supporting character, Gu Mingyan. She worked hard carrying bags and running errands, and from time to time was mocked and ridiculed by the other party.
Yun Qingqing was angry.
Other people transmigrated into books and stirred up storms, rising to the peak of life.
She transmigrated into a book only to be ordered around — just changing places to continue being treated like an ox or horse?
Counterattack! She wanted to counterattack!!
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Just when Yun Qingqing rolled up her sleeves and prepared to make a big move, she discovered that this vicious female supporting character’s ridicule was somewhat different.
When attending a banquet, Gu Mingyan disliked that her clothes were too ugly and loudly bought a pile of luxury brands to send to her home.
Gu Mingyan frowned tightly.
“Stop wearing those rags, or people will say my friend is shabby.”
At a yacht party at sea, the once-poor Yun Qingqing looked around in novelty. The next day, the yacht was transferred under her name.
Gu Mingyan curled her lips.
“What’s so interesting about a broken yacht? If you like it, I’ll give it to you.”
When attending a concert, after learning that Yun Qingqing couldn’t get tickets, Gu Mingyan turned around and acquired the entertainment agency.
Gu Mingyan was puzzled.
“You need to fight for tickets just to listen to songs? I’ll just open a private session for you.”
Yun Qingqing: ?? This kind of ridicule, can I have more?
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In order to maintain this firm revolutionary friendship, Yun Qingqing protected Gu Mingyan closely.
She punched scumbags and kicked gossipers, blocking all rumors and slander.
At the same time, she set her sights on the culprit who would cause the Gu family’s bankruptcy in the future — the darkened illegitimate son.
Ideological education is crucial!
Today she stuffed him a coffee cup printed with the Criminal Law Code.
Tomorrow she looped recitations of the Tao Te Ching in his ear.
Until one stormy night, the young man trapped her in his arms, his breath scorching hot:
“You’ve taught morality for 365 days—”
“So now, do you want to do something… immoral?”
