At the funeral hall in Anshi

"Tangtang, how could you leave me like this! How am I supposed to live alone?!"

A woman dressed in black lay on the crystal coffin, crying so hard she couldn't straighten up. Her beautiful eyes were red and swollen as she stared intently at the pretty young girl inside the coffin.

In order to commemorate her daughter who died young, Zhou Man summoned 108 eminent monks from all over the country to chant sutras day and night, hoping that Shen Beitang could ascend to the Pure Land as soon as possible without suffering on the way.

The atmosphere in the mourning hall was heavy and solemn, but only one person was truly grieving.

...

“de, de, de, de…”

"It's so noisy! Who's the kind person who's banging on a wooden fish so early in the morning?!"

Shen Beitang was sleeping soundly when he was awakened by a rhythmic and loud sound of a wooden fish.

[Congratulations, host, on successfully binding yourself to the "Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character Stepping Stone" transmigration system and the character Shen Beitang.]

Someone with the same name as me?

Wait a minute, "Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character Stepping Stone"—isn't this the book I was so annoyed by a few days ago?

Shen Beitang is the vanguard of the reckless team and the mainstay of the brainless party.

She had a pretty face, but a stupid brain. If she had any intelligence, she wouldn't have died such a miserable death.

"Ah! The coffin, the coffin is moving..."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Man, who was almost crying herself to death, wiped away her tears and wanted to take a closer look.

Shen Beitang, who had been keeping his eyes closed, blinked and rubbed his stiff facial muscles, struggling to sit up.

My daughter is alive?

Zhou Man clung to the coffin with delight. It must have been her sincere prayers to the Buddha, who had invited a high monk to chant sutras to help Tangtang return to her side.

The air inside the coffin was thin, and it was surrounded by white roses, which were Shen Beitang's favorite flowers. Ms. Zhou felt that the fragrance was not enough, so she sprinkled a full five bottles of perfume inside.

Shen Beitang's lungs felt like they were about to explode. She covered her nose and began to cough violently, making her look even more terrifying.

Zhou Man's expression changed drastically. She grabbed the incense burner from the table and smashed it against the coffin. The incense burner shattered, but the coffin remained intact.

Seeing that Shen Beitang's breathing inside was becoming more and more rapid, Zhou Man shouted to the people around her, "Quick, help me open the coffin!"

Everyone looked at each other, no one daring to move. Opening a coffin in broad daylight—wasn't that courting death?

"Whoever helps me open the coffin today, the emerald ring on my hand will be theirs."

Zhou Man took off her eight-figure ring and showed it to everyone.

A generous reward will surely attract brave men, and the coffin was soon opened.

The air, thick with the scent of sandalwood from the mourning hall, flooded into the cramped space. Shen Beitang suddenly sat up and took deep breaths of the fresh air.

"Tangtang, you're really alive! That's wonderful! I was so worried!"

Worried that she might scratch Shen Beitang, Zhou Man took off all the jewelry from her hands and neck and threw it to the person who had just opened the coffin.

"Come on, let Mom help you up."

Shen Beitang had just been lying in the glass coffin, looking at the flowers covering it, and thought she was undergoing a new type of aromatherapy.

Only when I sat up did I realize something was wrong. Right in front of me was a large character for "offering sacrifices," and the entire hall was filled with white rose paintings, with Shen Beitang's name written on it.

There was a group of monks sitting directly opposite me? Were they performing a ritual for me?

"mom?"

Shen Beitang tentatively called out. In the book, Zhou Man doted on this precious daughter to an extreme degree, never giving her the moon if she wanted the stars.

With Zhou Man backing him up, Shen Beitang dared to act recklessly and recklessly in the original novel.

"Oh, Tangtang, my dear daughter."

Zhou Man pulled Shen Beitang around to look him over, confirming that his body was warm and that he still had a heartbeat, before realizing that Shen Beitang had truly come back to life.

In the original novel, Shen Beitang, as the most important villainous female supporting character, orchestrated a car accident for the female lead at the end. However, the car was switched that day, and Shen Beitang was unaware of it, which directly led to her death in a very gruesome manner.

In the end, the male and female leads definitely got the script, and they fell in love. They held their wedding on the day she died, with only her and the book's main villain, Gu Zhun, in the wedding ceremony.

No way, is it possible that the whole book ended right after she transmigrated?

"Mom, did Bai Ling and Shan Chengming get married?"

Upon hearing Bai Ling's name, Zhou Man's face immediately fell, and she glared fiercely at the corner.

"That little bitch Bai Ling doesn't even dare to dream about Shan Chengming! You're the one who's been engaged to Shan Chengming all along."

It seems the story hasn't progressed to that point yet, thank goodness...

Following Zhou Man's gaze, in an inconspicuous corner, a girl wearing a white dress, with long hair reaching her waist, looked pitifully at Shen Beitang with red, swollen eyes from crying.

"So this is Bai Ling, the female lead from the original book," Shen Beitang sneered.

When Bai Ling was 16, she suddenly went to the Shen family to find Shen Wei and said that she was Shen Wei's daughter. That night, Zhou Man and Shen Wei had a big fight. Shen Wei drove out alone and was run over by a truck.

Bai Ling stayed under the pretext of keeping vigil. Although Zhou Man hated Bai Ling, she took her in out of kindness because she was truly helpless. From then on, she always appeared in front of everyone as the second young lady of the Shen family.

Now, her nominal fiancé stood beside Bai Ling with his hands in his pockets, seemingly worried that she would pounce on him and tear his beloved white lotus flower apart.

Hmph, now that she's transmigrated, let's keep those two scoundrels locked up tight and prevent them from harming others.

"Mom, I'm hungry."

After lying in bed all day on an empty stomach, Shen Beitang was so hungry that she wanted to break off the flower petals and eat them.

Zhou Man stroked her tenderly, "Okay, okay, my sweetie, Mommy will take you to eat something delicious."

"Secretary Zhang, have the hotel remove all of these. Tangtang has woken up, and they look so unlucky. Replace them all with bright red, the more festive the better."

Zhou Man paused, as if remembering something, and then instructed, "And these 108 eminent monks, all of them, be sent back to the temple by special plane, and the reward will be tripled!"

Shen Beitang sighed. It seemed Zhou Man attributed her resurrection entirely to the monks, but she clearly heard half of them reciting recipes in dialect...

...

Zhou Man generously gifted each guest with a custom-made gift from the Zhou Group, and all the food and lodging for the day were charged to the Zhou Group.

"Chengming, now that Tangtang is awake, shall we have dinner together later?"

Zhou Man was very satisfied with her son-in-law, Shan Chengming. Although his family was not as well-off as Zhou's, he was handsome and well-educated.

"I..." Shan Chengming paused. The Shan family's business was at a critical moment and needed the Zhou family's funds for turnover.

"Mom, no need. Director Shan is very busy and must have a lot of official business to handle."

Thinking about the outcome of being hit by a car and smashed to pieces, Shen Beitang felt a headache just looking at the two despicable people. Let alone eating, it would be a favor not to spit in their faces.

Unexpectedly, Shen Beitang, who had been Shan Chengming's little follower since childhood, would one day reject Shan Chengming.

"Tangtang, are you still not better?"

Zhou Man reached out and touched her forehead. Everything was fine. Could it be that she was possessed by an evil spirit?

It seems we'll have to ask Xiao Zhang to wait a few more days so the high monks can perform another exorcism ritual.

"Tangtang, Chengming just wanted to go back to the company to handle some business. Now that it's all done, let's have dinner together."

Bai Ling pushed the extremely unwilling Shan Chengming forward, "Brother Chengming, I'm fine."

With Bai Ling's approval, Shan Chengming reluctantly hummed in agreement, indicating that he was free, but his body still leaned towards Bai Ling.

Shen Beitang watched coldly, having already taken in the petty actions of the adulterous couple, and felt even more convinced that the men in the book were all brainless.

Bai Ling wasn't being magnanimous at all; she was just worried that if Shan Chengming's company went bankrupt, she wouldn't be able to remain Mrs. Shan.

Shen Beitang rubbed his stomach, realizing he was destined not to get enough to eat today.

"President Gu."

Zhou Man stepped forward and called out to a tall figure, a smile typical of business people on her face, "Thank you for coming all this way, Mr. Gu. Please stay and have a meal with us."

President Gu, isn't that Gu Zhun, the ultimate villain in the book?

The principle of courtship is: if you can't get him, snatch him; if you get him but he doesn't love you, then die!

Even people from the mental hospital have to make way for this guy.

No! I don't want to eat with Gu Zhun!

Shen Beitang cried out inwardly, but on the surface, she remained calm and smiled politely, "Mom, President Gu is very busy every day, let's call it a day."

Gu Zhun suspected there was something wrong with his ears. How could he hear two voices, and both of them seemed to originate from Shen Beitang?

"Okay, Mr. Zhou, you're too kind."

Gu Zhun glanced at the obedient Shen Beitang with amusement, then postponed the upcoming international conference.

It seems that this young lady of the Shen family has died in a rather unusual way.