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Jiang Qiyu found herself transmigrated into the world of a novel set in the entertainment industry. Unfortunately, she became the brainless cannon fodder character in a story about the rivalry between true and false heiresses. Upon answering a phone call, she realized that the plot had already progressed well beyond the halfway point. Abandoned by her family and besieged by online criticism, she faced a precarious situation. In this unfriendly and challenging world, Jiang, rebellious and determined, went completely mad! Fearlessly, she started trafficking swords! On the platform, confronted with widespread negative reviews, she boldly opened up her permissions: "If you don't like me, it's okay. Even dung beetles don't like gold ingots." In the world of romance, when facing public scrutiny, she...

DaoistljuU99 · Fantasy
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Indifference, I Will Take Action

In the living room of a luxurious apartment, a man and a woman sat facing each other.

The man spoke with a cold tone, "One million, cancel the engagement."

"..."

Facing his icy words, the woman on the opposite side remained silent, calmly playing with a pen in her hand. Her emotions were hard to discern.

"What's wrong? Not talking now? Weren't you demanding 500,000 from me over the phone earlier?" Irritated, Lu Heng raised his eyebrows, displaying undisguised disgust. "I'll give you another 500,000, just don't bring up the engagement to disgust me again!"

...

Jiang Qiyu didn't really want to stay silent; she was just afraid that the words "Damn it, I hate people who show off" would slip out of her mouth.

To be honest, last night, she had casually said, "Rich guy, Venmo me 500,000 to prove your sincerity," as she found the guy on the phone too pretentious. Little did she know that this guy would show up the next day, claiming to give her a million?!

Do male leads in romance novels spend their time only pretending and not surfing the internet?

Her name was Jiang Qiyu, originally an unknown stand-up comedian. She was diagnosed with late-stage breast cancer just when she was about to fulfill her dream in comedy.

Fortunately, she had just been diagnosed and hadn't suffered much before she transmigrated.

She transmigrated into a romance novel she had read before, set in the entertainment industry, titled "The Palm Petting of the Movie Emperor."

Unfortunately, she transmigrated as the cannon fodder character with the same name, destined for a miserable end.

Famous in the entertainment industry as a vase, a true and false heiress's illegitimate cousin.

In the original work, she was the face-slapped antagonist, constantly facing obstacles.

She was Option E, Plan B, the passerby trodden underfoot.

How should I put it...

As an antagonist, all she hoped for was that the author had insomnia with both eyes taking turns standing guard.

Although the situation was a bit absurd, embracing the positive philosophy of settling wherever you fall, Jiang Qiyu quickly accepted this reality.

After all, she was originally alone, and now she got to live again, thanks to her life of balanced nutrition and avoiding waste. She had even smashed her electronic wooden fish.

This was what she deserved.

Moreover, if she had control over the script, what was wrong with being an antagonist?

Indifferent, she would take action.

As Jiang Qiyu confidently prepared to reclaim everything that belonged to her, a sudden phone call interrupted her thoughts.

"Jiang Qiyu, have you caused enough trouble?!"

"...Who are you?"

"Don't play dumb! Do you think I'll marry you just based on a verbal engagement? Dream on! You're not even a match for a single finger of Jiang Mian! Entangling with me only makes me find you disgusting!"

"Are you okay?"

"Hmph... I get it, you want money, right? Name your price."

"No, buddy, are you serious? Rich guy, how about Venmoing me 500 first to prove your sincerity?"

"Jiang Qiyu, remember your words!"

...

Ending the call, Jiang Qiyu's face remained mysteriously calm for only a short three seconds before her eyes widened with realization.

Oops... something doesn't seem quite right.

She quickly sorted through the plot of the book in her mind, wanting to engrave all the details on smoke and inhale them into her lungs.

Soon, she found a fatally crucial problem:

She arrived too late.

In the original work, this plot should have occurred in the middle or later stages of the story – the cannon fodder supporting actress's career, family, and love life collapsing. She would resort to blackmailing the male lead with the engagement only when she had no other options.

As for how she would reach that desperate state...

Falsely accused by the fake heiress, framed for conspiring against the female lead, kicked out and disinherited by the Jiang family patriarch, completely losing the right to inherit the family fortune.

Anonymous exposes at work, throwing herself at the movie emperor Lu Heng, scheming against newcomers, workplace bullying, acting high and mighty – now her reputation had crumbled, she had scandals attached to her, and there were no roles left to play.

Indifferent, she would take action.

As Jiang Qiyu was confident about reclaiming what was rightfully hers, a sudden call interrupted her thoughts.

"Jiang Qiyu!"

A reprimanding voice broke her increasingly distant thoughts. The man's tone became colder:

"One million will be transferred to you, remember your promise."

Facing his veiled threat, Jiang Qiyu lazily raised her eyelids, "What?"

"Cancel the engagement, stay away from me and Mian Mian!"

"Are you saying all this..."

She raised her gaze, her expression indifferent, "I can't do it."

"You..."

Lu Heng's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he couldn't wait to dismantle the woman in front of him with his gaze:

"You ask for fifty, I give you a million. Now you want to raise the price? Be careful; wanting more than one deserves might lead to self-destruction."

"What can be done then?"

Faced with his subtly threatening words, Jiang Qiyu casually leaned back on the sofa, maintaining a calm demeanor:

"Or you can call the police. Accuse me of... extortion?"

"..."

Seeing her silence, Lu Heng impatiently furrowed his brows, a look of disdain on his face:

"If that's not it, then you must be after money, right? Name your price."

"No, buddy, are you really serious? Rich guy, want to Venmo me fifty first to prove your sincerity?"

"Jiang Qiyu, remember your words!"

...

Ending the call, Jiang Qiyu's face remained mysteriously calm for only a short three seconds before her eyes widened with realization.

Oops... something doesn't seem quite right.

She quickly sorted through the plot of the book in her mind, wanting to engrave all the details on smoke and inhale them into her lungs.

Soon, she found a fatally crucial problem:

She arrived too late.

In the original work, this plot should have occurred in the middle or later stages of the story – the cannon fodder supporting actress's career, family, and love life collapsing. She would resort to blackmailing the male lead with the engagement only when she had no other options.

As for how she would reach that desperate state...

Falsely accused by the fake heiress, framed for conspiring against the female lead, kicked out and disinherited by the Jiang family patriarch, completely losing the right to inherit the family fortune.

Anonymous exposes at work, throwing herself at the movie emperor Lu Heng, scheming against newcomers, workplace bullying, acting high and mighty – now her reputation had crumbled, she had scandals attached to her, and there were no roles left to play.

Indifferent, she would take action.

And just as Jiang Qiyu was confidently preparing to reclaim everything that belonged to her, a sudden phone call interrupted her thoughts.

"Jiang Qiyu, have you caused enough trouble?!"

"...Who are you?"

"Don't play dumb! Do you think