Quick Transmigration: The Abusive Novel Stepmother Doesn't Want to Die

Wen Wan is a writer of dog-blood abuse novels. Having ruined countless stories with bad endings, she is bound by the readers' resentful thoughts and transmigrates into numerous dog-blood novels...

Chapter 1: The Wicked Stepmother Who Abandoned the Twins (1)

Chapter 1: The Wicked Stepmother Who Abandoned the Twins (1)

On a sunny afternoon.

Wen Wan was driving her newly purchased car to attend her friend's wedding when a bolt of lightning struck her and killed her instantly.

At that moment, only five large, blood-red characters remained in Wen Wan's mind:

I'll fuck your grandpa!

She hasn't had time to get her estate notarized yet, her royalties for this month haven't arrived, and her story... isn't finished yet.

She's going to... ruin the whole thing again.

His pen name will once again be subjected to a barrage of insults on book recommendation forums.

[A life form meeting the requirements has been detected. Bind?] A mechanical voice rang out as Wen Wan mentally unleashed a torrent of profanities at the heavens.

"Tie me up, tie me up, hurry up, I'm in so much pain!" Wen Wan was very anxious. It turned out that the setting in the story was true; being struck by lightning really could lead to time travel.

system:【……】

Are hosts these days really this aggressive? Aren't they afraid of running into scammers? Don't they even hesitate for a moment?

Let me introduce myself first. My name is—

"Stop talking nonsense and tie it up already."

As a legitimate system, I have an obligation to introduce it—

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll bite my tongue and kill myself." Why does this system talk so much nonsense? She's barely alive, she's in so much pain she's numb, and it's still babbling on and on.

【OK. 】

[Reader's Grievance System in progress...]

Soon after, Wen Wan felt a flash of white light pass through her remaining consciousness, all the pain in her body disappeared, and she lost consciousness and fainted.

...

"Madam, please accept my condolences!"

Wen Yan: "???"

As soon as Wen Wan regained consciousness, she heard these drawn-out words.

What condolences? Who died?

A fleeting look of confusion crossed his eyes.

"Madam, the master has passed away. Please take good care of yourself. This household still needs your help!"

"I see."

Damn it, this body belongs to a young widow who just lost her husband?

This is...this is absolutely amazing!!!

“Madam, you still have Jiaojiao and Xuanxuan. They are still young and are in a time when they depend on you and need you. As long as you raise them, the Gu family’s property will be yours.”

"I see."

Hmm? So this comes with two extra burdens?

"Just pretend you didn't hear what your second uncle said. You are the master's lawfully wedded wife, not some disreputable woman. Their intentions are filthy, madam, please don't take them to heart."

"I understand."

Oh! So there are also those awful relatives vying for power and profit.

As an author who writes melodramatic and tragic novels on online literature websites, Wen Wan quickly extracted the key points. The most common trope in melodramatic novels is that the protagonist is a wealthy widow who lost her husband and left behind two children, surrounded by treacherous relatives.

This is a typical tragic heroine setup. Later on, she will either go down one of two paths: either she will become self-reliant and make a comeback, or she will be protected by a domineering CEO.

"I'm tired and need to rest." Wen Wan pretended to rub her temples, looking exhausted.

"Yes, madam, I'll be going now."

After the nanny left, Wen Wan began to call the system.

"System? System? My dear little baby? Come out and let Mommy see what a beautiful little thing you are."

system:【……】

【Hello host, I am your task system.】

"System, where are you?"

Wen Wan looked around but didn't see anything. It seemed that the system was connected to her consciousness.

"So systems really exist in this world? I thought they were just made up in online novels. What kind of system are you? Can you make me rich overnight? Can you master divine skills? Can you have a harem? The kind with eight-pack abs, money, and crazy, yandere traits? Or do I have some mysterious identity that can lead me to the pinnacle of life?"

Wen Wan was excited.

Little Angel: [Sorry, none of the things the host has requested are within the scope of this system's operations.]

Subtext: You're dreaming!

"Oh, then your system is really not Mary Sue at all. Do you have any colleagues like that? I'd like to get a replacement."

Wen Wan was somewhat disappointed; this was different from the cheat system she knew.

Can I get a refund?