“Enough! What trick are you trying to pull this time?” the man’s cold voice carried a faint but restrained breathlessness. He took a deep breath, steadying himself before speaking harshly:

“Tell me directly. This time, what do you want me to give up… for him?”

Lin Zhixia opened her eyes and saw a clearly defined collarbone, a firm chest, and well-defined abs. Her fingers were pinching a small red spot on his chest.

She instinctively rubbed it.

The soft little spot immediately hardened into something like a tiny pebble.

It stiffened at the slightest touch.

This… was amazing!

And the sensation under her fingers felt so real it didn’t seem like a dream at all.

Lin Zhixia, who had been single for 28 years, widened her eyes in shock. A faint smile appeared on her lips as she was about to curl her fingers and touch it again to feel more—

“Don’t touch me!”

A strong, burning hand grabbed her wrist tightly. A face far more handsome than any male celebrity came closer. The man’s dark eyes flashed with mockery.

“Didn’t you say you feel disgusted just touching me once? Now what are you doing?”

“Trying to seduce me—for him?”

His grip was strong. Lin Zhixia felt like her wrist was about to break. She struggled:

“It hurts! It hurts! Let go!”

Seeing the red mark forming on her wrist, the man frowned slightly, clicked his tongue in annoyance, and let go, stepping back again.

Only then did Lin Zhixia realize how tall he was—at least 185 cm—with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, standing in front of her like a mountain.

What stood out most was his face: sharp brows, striking features, and a faint mole near the corner of his eye. He was extremely handsome.

Wait.

If this was a dream… why could she feel pain?

Could it be… this wasn’t a dream?

She secretly pinched her palm. A sharp pain shot through instantly.

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked around the room filled with old-fashioned decor—childlike New Year posters, ceramic cups, red washbasins, and a hot water kettle.

Where exactly had she ended up?!

The next moment, a wave of pain hit her head. Countless memory fragments flooded her mind.

She had transmigrated into a novel!

She had become the villainess with the same name in “The Military Officer’s Sweet Wife”, which she had read before sleeping—the original wife of the male lead, Xie Jingheng.

In the story, Xie Jingheng was a military second-generation heir with a powerful background. However, he was switched at birth by a relative of his mother and grew up in a rural area, lacking food and clothing until he was discovered at age fifteen.

After the truth came out, the fake young master Chen Xingyu was sent away, and Xie Jingheng was brought back to the Xie family.

Everything returned to its rightful place—except for Lin Zhixia.

As the daughter of a wealthy family with an arranged marriage with the Xie family, she refused to marry the real heir because she liked the fake young master.

To resist the marriage, she starved herself and even attempted suicide.

But she couldn’t change fate.

Lin Zhixia was eventually forced by her parents to marry Xie Jingheng.

After marriage, she blamed everything on him and resented the entire Xie family.

She refused to let him touch her, insulted him, and even threatened to abort their child when she accidentally became pregnant, constantly forcing him to give up everything that belonged to him for the fake young master.

Right now, she was trying to seduce Xie Jingheng in order to get him to give up his training opportunity for Chen Xingyu.

“Tell me. What do you want me to give up this time—for the person you like? My wife.”

He bit out the last words through gritted teeth.

Lin Zhixia snapped back to reality and quickly said, “No! Nothing at all!”

She wasn’t the original owner of the body—why would she give up such a handsome husband for a mediocre, selfish fake young master?

Xie Jingheng studied her carefully. She looked down slightly, her beautiful face unexpectedly obedient.

For a moment, his heartbeat quickened.

But he quickly looked away, reminding himself: looks meant nothing. After over a year of marriage, he already knew how terrible her personality was beneath that beauty.

“Stop pretending. It won’t work on me.”

“What do you mean?” Lin Zhixia was confused.

Every word made sense individually, but together they made no sense at all.

Xie Jingheng clicked his tongue impatiently.

“Playing obedient again? You think acting like this will make me give up the training slot?”

He let out a cold laugh.

“Keep dreaming. I will never give it to him.”

“That kind of useless man who only relies on women doesn’t deserve it.”

He expected her to explode in anger—but surprisingly, Lin Zhixia didn’t react at all.

He frowned. “What exactly are you—”

Before he could finish, Lin Zhixia suddenly interrupted urgently:

“What date is it today?”

She suddenly remembered something crucial.

Tomorrow, on October 1st, during National Day celebrations, officials would come to their house and find a banned book in Xie’s father’s study.

That incident would ruin the entire family.

“September 30th,” Xie Jingheng replied impatiently, pointing at the old calendar on the wall.

Too late!

She had to get that book out immediately.

“I have something to do. I need to go out.”

She rushed toward the door.

Xie Jingheng’s expression darkened instantly. He grabbed her arm tightly.

“It hurts! Let go!”

But he didn’t release her, pulling her closer instead. Their faces were almost touching.

“Lin Zhixia, do you even remember you’re married?”

“Running out in the middle of the night to meet another man—do you think I’m dead?”

“I’m not—I didn’t—”

Before she could explain, a sudden movement interrupted her.

She froze and lowered her head in shock.

The baby kicked.

She instinctively touched her belly.

Was this… fetal movement?

So amazing.

The baby seemed to be greeting her.

Xie Jingheng’s expression turned even darker.

He already knew what she was going to say—she had used the child countless times to threaten him before.

“If you dare abort this child, I will have Chen Xingyu killed!”

His eyes were full of killing intent.

“I mean what I say.”

Lin Zhixia felt deeply wronged. She really wasn’t the original owner!

“You misunderstood—I—”

“Enough!”

His voice cut her off sharply.

“You think I’ll believe you again? After I believe you, you’ll just turn around and insult me again, right?”

“You want to humiliate me like that?”

Lin Zhixia: “…”

No, that’s not what she meant at all.

She realized he was completely unable to trust her because of the original owner’s past behavior.

This won’t do.

She couldn’t accept being misunderstood like this.

So she grabbed his hand, stepped forward, and hugged him awkwardly around the waist.

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