My father was a philanderer.
His mistress had borne him a son, and he doted on the boy.
Desperate to win back his affection, my mother prayed day and night for a son—only to give birth to me, a girl.
Six years later, the mistress’s son passed the entry-level civil service examinations.
He arrived at our door with a whole entourage, demanding that his mother be made a wife of equal standing and that he be entered in the family genealogy.
No one knew he was the male lead of this novel.
And I had transmigrated into it.
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