Chapter 1: Rebirth
Today was the funeral of the Yan family’s young mistress Su Mu.
The Yan family mansion was draped with white banners. In the darkness, the streets were silent, as if immersed in an inexplicable sorrow. Inside the courtyard, from the masters to the servants, everyone was dressed in mourning clothes, their expressions sorrowful.
Suddenly, a commotion erupted from the main hall. Servants were scrambling out, rolling and crawling: “Young Master crashed into the coffin to sacrifice himself for love. Quickly, summon a doctor!” “Jiyue, you’re muddled. How could you crash into the coffin to sacrifice yourself?” An elderly man with graying hair at his temples hugged a man with a beautiful countenance, his expression grief-stricken.
“Su Mu is dead. What’s the point of me living?” Yan Jiyue looked haggard and withered, his lips pale and colorless. Blood from his forehead flowed to the corner of his eyes. His eyes were lifeless. “Father, tell me, how should I restrain my grief? I regret so much. For ten years, it seems I haven’t had a proper conversation with her. Before she died, the last words I said to her were that I hated her.” The elderly man held Yan Jiyue and wept uncontrollably. The kneeling servants around them also began to cry hypocritically.
The scene was momentarily moving. Who wouldn’t say it was a display of deep marital love?
Su Mu’s transparent soul lazily leaned against the side of the coffin, watching Yan Jiyue’s performance.
Act! Keep acting!
Yan Jiyue could deceive everyone, but he couldn’t deceive her.
She was dead, and he must be so happy in his heart that he wanted to set off firecrackers.
Making such a scene at the funeral was just for show, to gain a reputation as a virtuous husband, so that he could remarry his beloved Miss Shen Yuxue of the Shen family in the future.
Su Mu’s head was filled with green oil. Damn it, even in death, he still had to use her once more.
Poisonous husband! Poisonous husband!
The doctor hurriedly arrived with his medicine box and took Yan Jiyue away from the mourning hall.
The show was over, and Yan Jiyue had gained his good reputation. Naturally, there was no need for him to continue keeping vigil in the mourning hall.
As soon as he left, the crowd of servants also dispersed.
The mourning hall, which had just been extremely lively, now only had Su Mu and ghost Su Mu left.
She lay on the coffin boredly, swinging her legs. She had thought that after her death, she would be able to cross back to the modern world, but she still couldn’t return.
Was she going to have to live as a ghost from now on?
Or cultivate for a few hundred years and embark on the path of immortal cultivation in the future? Su Mu let her imagination run wild.
Suddenly, the tightly closed mourning hall creaked open, and a chilling wind gusted in.
Su Mu shuddered. The scene was quite eerie.
But thinking that she herself was a ghost, there was nothing to be afraid of.
Su Mu sat up straight, waiting to make a good impression on the ghost friend who would be entering in a moment.
But the one who walked in was Xie Yi.
Xie Yi was of mixed Central Plains and Western Regions heritage. He had been abducted by human traffickers to Juancheng. She had bought him to be a servant because she pitied him.
Initially, Xie Yi couldn’t speak the Central Plains language fluently, and it was Su Mu who had taught him bit by bit.
For ten years, Xie Yi had stayed by her side. He had a gentle and understanding personality. Every time Su Mu hit a wall with Yan Jiyue, it was he who comforted her.
When she had just married Yan Jiyue, she was ridiculed by everyone in the city, and the servants also targeted and made things difficult for her at every turn. Only Xie Yi would firmly stand by her side.
“I left you money and tore up your contract of servitude. Why did you come back? Leave quickly, don’t let Yan Jiyue see you.” Su Mu blurted out, then realized that she was a ghost.
People couldn’t hear ghosts.
Su Mu felt regretful, hoping he wouldn’t be discovered by Yan Jiyue.
Speaking of Yan Jiyue, he was truly a completely poisonous husband. It was one thing for him to dislike her, at least he wouldn’t lay a hand on her.
But whenever Yan Jiyue and Xie Yi crossed paths, Xie Yi would at the very least receive a couple of slaps. Sometimes, he would even be punished by starvation, kneeling, or flogging.
As for the reason, there was no reason. Yan Jiyue would arrogantly declare that he simply found him unpleasing to the eye.
It was that kind of ‘I’ll hit you just because I want to, do I need to pick an auspicious day?’ overbearing arrogance.
In order to protect Xie Yi from being abused by this poisonous husband, Su Mu took Xie Yi with her wherever she went.
She had thought that if the two of them didn’t see each other, things would be better. Who knew that Yan Jiyue’s anger would instead grow even fiercer? He would run to her courtyard to make a scene every few days, with the attitude that he wouldn’t be satisfied until he had skinned Xie Yi alive.
That scene, even now when Su Mu thought about it, she got a headache. What a scoundrel of a husband.
Just as Su Mu was recalling the past, Xie Yi, dressed in all white, had already entered her coffin. His face was pale and colorless, his eyes filled with red blood vessels, looking as if he had cried for a long time.
His hand gently caressed her coffin, his chapped and bleeding lips murmuring.
Su Mu floated to his side, carefully listening to what he was saying.
Xie Yi’s voice was weak and trembling: “In winter nights and summer days, after a hundred years, I shall return to your chamber.”
Su Mu’s eyes flickered slightly. This was a phrase she had casually said many years ago when teaching him to learn the Central Plains language.
She hadn’t expected that after so many years, he still remembered it.
Xie Yi’s fingers, as white as transparent, glided over her coffin. With force, he pushed open the coffin, revealing Su Mu’s pale and colorless corpse.
The corpse had been laid out for two days already. Although the weather wasn’t hot at the moment, the smell of rot had already begun to emanate. Even Su Mu herself found it unpleasant and pursed her lips, holding her breath.
But Xie Yi smiled instead, a tear rolling from the corner of his eye. He said, “Sister Mu, I can’t wait a hundred years.”
Su Mu was shocked, finally understanding what he wanted to do. She cried out to stop him.
But he couldn’t hear her, and she didn’t have time.
Xie Yi took out a small bottle from his bosom and downed it in one gulp. The speed at which the poison took effect was very fast. Xie Yi’s expression was pained, but his slightly reddened eyes revealed a hint of madness.
He supported himself and lay down in her coffin, nestling into her embrace. A mouthful of deep red blood spilled from his mouth. Xie Yi smiled and closed his eyes.
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“Young Master is already resting. Young Madam, please return.” Outside the tightly closed door, the servant Xiao Ping lifted his chin slightly, his brows and eyes revealing an undisguised sense of superiority at looking down on others.
Su Mu’s head ached a little. Just now, she had wanted to stop Xie Yi from taking the poison, but she was suddenly dazzled by a blinding white light.
When she opened her eyes again, Yan Jiyue’s former personal attendant Xiao Ping was already standing in front of her.
Su Mu was a bit dazed.
Hadn’t he already been sold by Yan Jiyue through human traffickers? How was he still at the Yan residence?
Five years after Su Mu and Yan Jiyue were married, Su Mu expanded the Yan family business, becoming the wealthiest in Juancheng. She also purged the Yan family of those good-for-nothing relatives who only knew how to reach out and ask for money, instantly consolidating her power.
As for Su Mu’s reputation, in the mouths of outsiders, it changed from “that Yan family live-in son-in-law” to “Yan family’s young mistress Su Mu”. In the end, those who had once looked down on her, upon seeing her, had to respectfully address her as Madam Su.
Perhaps it was because the power in her hands had increased, and she frequently associated with high officials in the city, the number of men recommending themselves to her bed also increased.
Among them was Xiao Ping. Su Mu naturally didn’t touch him.
Xiao Ping’s personality was exactly the same as Yan Jiyue’s, and he even pompously throwing his weight around. Just looking at him annoyed her, so she directly kicked him out.
Later, Yan Jiyue found out from somewhere about Xiao Ping climbing into her bed without permission. He viciously whipped him and contacted human traffickers to sell him that very night.
In the five years that followed, none of Yan Jiyue’s personal attendants were good-looking. Upon closer inspection, they were even a bit ugly.
No, now wasn’t the time to think about this. Su Mu came back to her senses and looked at Xiao Ping, then looked at her own wrist.
In the first winter after marrying Yan Jiyue, Su Mu burned her wrist with charcoal fire while protecting Yan Jiyue. The scar remained for ten years.
But now, her wrist was smooth and delicate. Could it be that she had been reborn?
Su Mu found it a little hard to believe.
At this moment, seeing that Su Mu was still standing in front of Yan Jiyue’s door, unwilling to leave, Xiao Ping thought she was clinging onto Yan Jiyue. He snorted disdainfully, “What’s the matter, Young Madam? Have you forgotten the rules Young Master taught you after being married for just half a month?”
Su Mu suddenly realized that she had been reborn to half a month after entering the Yan family as a live-in wife. Xiao Ping, you truly are a qualified NPC.
“I remember, I remember. I’m leaving now.” Su Mu’s tone was filled with happiness as she left with light steps.
Xiao Ping watched Su Mu’s retreating figure, feeling that something was a bit strange for a moment, but unable to say exactly what was strange. Anyway, it just didn’t seem right.
“That woman left?” Yan Jiyue’s voice was mild from inside the room.
Xiao Ping shook his head, dismissing the wild thoughts in his mind, and replied, “Young Master, Su Mu has already left. This time, she didn’t pester you.”
In front of Yan Jiyue, one could not address Su Mu as Young Madam.
To the proud and arrogant Yan Jiyue, Su Mu, who came from a servant background, was his lifelong shame.
The door was suddenly flung open. Yan Jiyue was dressed in light, thin clothes. His slender and cold brows and eyes were like the cold smoke, wet snow, and plum blossoms described in ancient poetry. Soft, glazed gauze draped over his body as if shrouded in a layer of mist. He was indeed the number one beauty of Juancheng.
Yan Jiyue gazed at the courtyard gate in the darkness, his eyes condescending. “It’s good that she has recognized her place.”
“Isn’t that right? A toad wanting to eat swan meat.” Xiao Ping took the opportunity to disparage Su Mu with the most insulting words. Only by doing so could he please Yan Jiyue.
Sure enough, Yan Jiyue smiled arrogantly and turned to return to his room.
On the way back to her side room, Su Mu was in high spirits, humming a tune with light steps.
Not only had she regained her life, but she was also ten years younger. The only downside was that the timing of her rebirth was a bit awkward. It would have been better if she had returned to before marrying into the Yan family.
Su Mu had transmigrated to a female-dominant world when she was only 16 years old and had just started her second year of high school. Her biggest worry back then was how to learn math well.
But somehow, she had crossed over to a female-dominant world.
That wasn’t even the worst part. The worst part was that she had transmigrated from summer to winter, wearing a short-sleeved school uniform and baring her arms. One second, she was so hot she could die, and the next second, she arrived in the dead of winter, in the middle of nowhere, nearly freezing to death.
Fortunately, she encountered Yan Zhujun, Yan Jiyue’s father, who had just returned from praying at a Taoist temple.
After learning about her lack of family and background, Yan Zhujun brought her back to the Yan residence to become a servant, giving her a place to stay.
Although Su Mu was a transmigrator, she didn’t have any of the typical halo that transmigrated women should have.
After serving as a servant in the Yan family for half a year, because of her good looks, good temper, and quick wit, she quickly rose from a lowly miscellaneous servant to a small housekeeper specifically in charge of the outer courtyard of the Yan residence.
She had thought that life would continue like this, but who knew that not long ago, the Yan family’s only daughter, Yan Ting, encountered mountain bandits on the road and fell off a cliff, leaving no trace of her body.
When the news reached the city, that very night, Yan Zhujun came to her room and asked her to become the Yan family’s live-in wife.
At that time, although Su Mu was young and had a simple personality, she also understood why Yan Zhujun would choose her.
In the female-dominant world, men had no right to inherit property. With Yan Ting’s death, the wealth that Yan Zhujun and Yan Jiyue had been guarding would be devoured by the collateral relatives. At that time, their privileged lifestyle would vanish, and they might even end up on the streets.
Choosing Su Mu was also very simple. She was an orphan and a live-in wife, so there was basically no danger of the family line being severed.
Although in the female-dominant world, a woman marrying into a man’s family was the ultimate shame, Yan Zhujun had saved Su Mu’s life after all.
Faced with the current crisis, Su Mu still agreed.
Her only worry was whether Yan Jiyue would agree. If he was unwilling, she didn’t want to ruin his happiness.
Moreover, the two of them had never met before. To a certain extent, it was an arranged marriage.
Who knew that Yan Zhujun would hurriedly say, “They have already discussed this matter, and Yan Jiyue has agreed.”
Thus, everything went smoothly. Su Mu endured the curses of the entire city and became the live-in wife of the Yan family.
During the wedding ceremony, Su Mu thought of having a good talk with Yan Jiyue afterwards. After all, she had married into the Yan family to help Yan Zhujun. There were no feelings between them. They could respect each other and just be a couple in name.
But Su Mu soon discovered that she had been deceived by Yan Zhujun. Yan Jiyue had never agreed to this marriage. He had been forced to marry her, with his hands and feet bound.
Seeing Yan Jiyue’s eyes filled with resentment, Su Mu was shocked and untied the hemp rope on his hands.
“Slap—” As soon as Su Mu untied the hemp rope for Yan Jiyue, she was slapped across the face.
“Su Mu, let me tell you, I, Yan Jiyue, would never fancy a woman like you. Letting you marry into my family is only to shut up the relatives’ mouths. So, get rid of your filthy thoughts early on. Don’t have any delusions. From now on, you’re not allowed to touch me. Otherwise, I’ll make sure you meet a terrible end.”
On the wedding night, the cold and venomous words of Yan Jiyue, dressed in a fiery red wedding gown, resounded in her mind.
Su Mu had suffered a slap in the face for nothing, only to learn that Yan Jiyue had wanted to marry the second daughter of the Shen family. However, Yan Zhujun was worried that the Shen family would sever the bloodline. Moreover, if his son married, the Yan family’s assets would be divided among the collateral relatives. After living a life of luxury for decades, he would end up destitute in his old age.
That was why he had the idea of having Su Mu marry into the family.
Logically speaking, both Su Mu and Yan Jiyue were victims, but how could Yan Jiyue resent his own father? He blamed all his hatred on Su Mu.
It was Su Mu who had delusions, it was Su Mu who took advantage of the situation, it was she who wanted to take the opportunity to climb onto his high branch, convincing Yan Zhujun to marry him to her.
She was like the wicked concubine who brought ruin to the country in ancient times. All the mistakes were hers. Yan Zhujun had been bewitched by her to become like this.
In the first year of their marriage, Su Mu still had the intention of reconciling with Yan Jiyue, so she was tolerant of him in every way. But later, he always had a “I won’t listen, I won’t listen” attitude. Even Su Mu’s good temper was exhausted.
Tired, let him be however he wanted.
From then on, they despised each other. Every time they met, Yan Jiyue would mock her with a few words.
It wasn’t until the third year of their marriage that Yan Jiyue’s attitude improved slightly, but not by much. His tone just became a little gentler.
In her previous life, Su Mu had thought about divorcing, but Yan Zhujun had always stopped her and asked her to learn to do business.
Doing business was already considered inferior, and a live-in wife doing business was even more inferior among the inferior. Su Mu endured the ridicule of the entire city and carved out a bloody path, going from a despised live-in wife to the wealthiest person in Juancheng.
She brought up divorce again, but this time, both Yan Zhujun and Yan Jiyue refused to agree.
Su Mu only realized belatedly that she had been taken advantage of by Yan Zhujun. She was grateful for his kindness in taking her in back then, but he only wanted to use that gratitude for his own benefit.
Unfortunately, Su Mu’s awakening came too late. In the ninth year after their marriage, she proposed divorce for the last time, with the condition of leaving the marriage empty-handed.
This time, Yan Zhujun had no objections, but Yan Jiyue acted as if he would die if she left. He even looked at her with resentful eyes, denouncing her for disregarding their marital bond, as if she was some kind of heartless woman.
Speechless, there had never been any marital affection between them.
Unfortunately, she still didn’t live to see the day when she could divorce Yan Jiyue. She was poisoned with a slow-acting toxin and died when the poison took effect.
Having experienced a messy marriage in her previous life, the reborn Su Mu was determined to divorce as soon as possible.
She wrote a divorce letter overnight and put it in an envelope, waiting to hand it to Yan Jiyue the next day.
At this time, Yan Jiyue was wholeheartedly in love with the second daughter of the Shen family. He would definitely agree.
By then, she would move out of the Yan residence, escape the fate of being poisoned, and find Xie Yi.
Thinking of Xie Yi from her previous life, enduring the heart-wrenching pain of the poison, holding her already rotting corpse with a tearful smile, Su Mu’s writing of the divorce letter softened.
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Then please continue reading.
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*Spotlight on Finished Novel Translations*
The Male Lead’s Obsessive (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: She is his lifelong obsession, to the point where he was willing to be a third wheel, scorned by society, just to wedge his way into her relationship with her fiancé.
Synopsis:
Cold-hearted and indifferent female lead + Scheming and subservient CEO male lead
Summary:
Rong Xiu’s biggest regret in life was missing out on Fan Xia.
He secretly loved Fan Xia for 7 years.
Watched her go public with her boyfriend.
Watched her kiss her boyfriend at their wedding.
Until that man blissfully nestled in Fan Xia’s arms, obtaining everything he could only dream of.
The crazy jealousy stripped away his hidden secret love, layer by layer, burning like wildfire.
Fan Xia, how can I have you!
【Reading and Trigger Warning Guide】
1. Female dominant, male submissive, male pregnancy
2. Male lead schemes his way to the top, male competition
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