chapter 1

I suspect my sister, Sang Muwan, has been reborn.

Otherwise, I really can’t figure it out-how could someone who was still shyly showing off the day before wake up the next morning crying and begging to back out?

In the living room.

She was tearfully pleading with our Parents, saying that Zhou Yanchen, the Crown Prince of the Jing Circle, only appeared gentle and refined on the surface, but was actually a perverted control freak.

But she hadn’t even met Zhou Yanchen yet.

I was just about to ask when a Danmaku suddenly flashed before my eyes:

[Wait, how did the Female Lead get reborn?]

[This is supposed to be a yandere forced love story where she runs and he chases-if the Female Lead doesn’t marry him, what am I supposed to read?]

[Calm down, upstairs. Actually, having a second chance to choose isn’t so bad. The Female Lead loves freedom. Imagine a life where you can only eat ingredients flown in by air, only wear custom-made clothes, and even the brands of daily necessities are dictated by the Male Lead. From then on, there would be no more carefree, undisturbed days-she doesn’t like that.]

My eyes lit up instantly. I thought this world was truly insane.

I don’t love freedom!

That kind of life is the ultimate ideal I, a socially anxious lazybones, have always dreamed of!

But things got even crazier.

My Parents, faces full of distress, helped Sang Muwan up and solemnly declared that they would call off this Childhood Betrothal.

They would rather lose everything, offend the entire Jing Circle, just to protect their daughter’s freedom.

Wait, shouldn’t they be thinking about their other daughter at a time like this?

Haven’t they ever heard of sisters marrying in each other’s place?

Just as I saw my father’s trembling hand about to dial the phone,

I panicked and dropped to my knees with a thud.

“Dad! Mom! If sister doesn’t want to, can I marry instead?”

The living room fell silent for two seconds.

My mom hurriedly grabbed my dad. “Oh right, we forgot about Ningning. If she’s willing to marry, that’s perfect. Old Chen, don’t make the call yet. After all, when we arranged the Childhood Betrothal, we never specified which daughter it had to be.”

My dad breathed a sigh of relief and quickly put down the phone.

The whole family was overjoyed.