Song Yu transmigrated into Song Jiayu of the Old Song family in Lushan Village. She knew that her cousin next door was making a fuss about exchanging marriages, and that the exchange partner was a sickly person with breathtaking beauty. What was there to wait for? For a "face dog," beauty meant everything. Besides, she had a punch-in system, so she wouldn't worry about food and drink.
But...
Song Jiayu: ??? It seems I won't have to be a widow anymore.
It's just that the system's tasks are getting more and more twisted. As an ambitious young woman, why am I constantly rushing to the front lines of gossip?