"Bang—"

It hurts, it hurts so much...

"Hey, Maizi, how did you bump into the corner of the wall? Is it hurt?"

Cheng Maixiang was knocked unconscious and felt dizzy.

It's strange. She and her friends often come to this karaoke room. When did a wall appear at this location? It was clearly not there the last time she came!

Forget it, maybe I was really drunk and remembered it wrongly!

Cheng Maixiang's steps were unsteady as she was carried into a room and laid on the bed. A man whispered in her ear, "Maizi, take a good rest. I'll go and greet the guests first."

Cheng Maixiang agreed casually, and the man quickly walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.

Cheng Maixiang drowsily pulled the silk quilt from the bed, covered herself with it, closed her eyes and tried to have a good sleep.

But not long after, she kicked the quilt off her body and slapped the bed under her hard.

What was going on? The silk quilt on her body felt as heavy as a mountain, pressing down on her tightly. The bed beneath her was as hard as a rock, hurting her.

No! This is definitely not her bed!

Cheng Maixiang suddenly opened her eyes.

In the dim light, all I could see was a narrow room with gray walls and crudely made furniture that was rarely used even in the countryside. A bright red quilt was piled on the head of the kang. The pattern was so earthy that it could almost be put into a museum as a cultural relic.

Strange, where is this?

Cheng Maixiang blinked in confusion. She remembered that she had just gone out for a drink with her friends. Although she drank quite a bit, she still went home to sleep. How come when she woke up, she found herself in an unfamiliar place? Could it be that her friends had sent her to the wrong place?

I closed my eyes and shook my head vigorously, trying to sober myself up from the hangover.

Suddenly, she shuddered all over, as if struck by thunder on a clear sky - it turned out that she had traveled through time.

She opened her eyes in disbelief.

Suddenly the door rang again, and Cheng Maixiang quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

"Jia Yu, you've drunk too much. Sleep at my house for the night."

It turned out to be the man who had just helped her in.

Another person lay down beside her, and the smell of alcohol from his mouth sprayed on Cheng Maixiang's face, making her extremely uncomfortable. After all, she grew up in an orphanage and had been alone for so many years, and had never shared a bed with anyone else.

"Jiadong, will they definitely sleep together for one night?" A strange woman's voice rang out.

"Linlin, don't worry. I put enough medicine in the wine. I'm afraid they won't wake up by tomorrow morning!"

"Hehe, Cheng Maixiang is your bride, and you actually let her sleep on the kang with another man on your wedding night. Aren't you really angry?"

"Linlin, you know who the person in my heart is. Tonight is not my wedding night with Cheng Maixiang, but ours!"

The woman said in a disgusted voice: "Hateful, go to hell!"

The man impatiently pulled the woman apart, "Come on, Linlin, let's go to the bridal chamber. My mother is asleep, and the congratulatory guests have all left. A night of spring is worth a thousand gold, so don't waste it."

"Look at how impatient you are," the woman said coquettishly, and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, why are you carrying me? Put me down!"

The door slammed shut again, and the two of them left in a sticky manner.

Cheng Maixiang suddenly sat up and stared at the man lying next to her.

The man was tall and had long legs, but he had a fair and handsome face. Even though he was asleep at the moment, his tightly pursed thin lips showed that he and Wu Jiadong had completely different personalities.

Although she had never seen him before, Cheng Maixiang was sure that he was Lin Jiayu, the man who almost influenced the original owner's life.

This night was the biggest black mark on the original owner, and it could not be erased no matter what. The original owner could not hold her head up in front of Wu Jiadong for the rest of her life, so much so that when Wu Jiadong later used this as an excuse to divorce her, she did not dare to complain.

After the two divorced, the original owner lived a lonely and impoverished life in the countryside. What was even more tragic was that she didn't know until her death that the medicine was given by Wu Jiadong.

Similarly, this night was also fatal for Lin Jiayu. Afterwards, he was framed by Wu Jiadong and sentenced to one and a half years in prison for hooliganism.

Hey, why does this plot seem so familiar?

Cheng Maixiang remembered that this was the plot of a period novel she had been reading online in recent days. If she remembered correctly, Lin Jiayu was the male protagonist in the book, and now was the year 1976 when the book began, the time when the male protagonist suffered misfortune.

Holy shit! How did I end up being dressed like a cannon fodder female supporting role?

Cheng Maixiang let out a long sigh.

God is really cruel. Why did he choose to send her here at this time? If it was earlier, she would never marry into the Wu family. Fortunately, it is not too late now.

At this moment, in the bedroom next door, Wu Jiadong should be making love with Zhao Linlin, right?

Wu Jiadong, don’t say that I’m not the original owner. Even if I am, since you are so heartless and ungrateful, don’t blame me for giving you a hard time.

Cheng Maixiang looked at Lin Jiayu dimly for a moment.

He is now her lifeline and can help her get out of this marriage smoothly, but this matter also concerns his future. They must form an alliance to get out of this predicament smoothly.

Lin Jiayu was sleeping in a daze, with his thick eyebrows tightly furrowed, and he seemed to be in extreme discomfort.

Cheng Maixiang reached out and covered his forehead. It was very hot, and the medicine must have taken effect.

Cheng Maixiang jumped off the kang, poured a bowl of cold water from the table, and splashed it hard on his face.

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