Su Cui transmigrated.
She transmigrated into that erotic novel she read last night.
After realizing this, her first thought was to recall the plot as hard as she could—racking her brains, turning it over and over—but she only remembered things like "Ah, don't," "Yamete," and stuff like that; there was no real plot.
It was just the female lead getting knocked down repeatedly.
Really frustrating.
Speaking of this erotic novel that caused her transmigration, Su Cui was deeply anguished!
Who would have thought that the book her cousin had placed squarely in the center of his bookshelf, titled "Elegant Snow," with a luxurious and exquisite cover, was actually a porn book?
Su Cui opened "Elegant Snow" with reverence, and at the beginning, it was all moans and groans. She forced herself to read on, thinking that art inevitably involves lust, but in the end...
To summarize: The writing wasn't bad, but it was outright disgusting, with many scumbags and a bunch of perverts—all kinds of abuse that made Su Cui want to call the police immediately. Only the female lead stood out to her, a true pitiful soul of the new century: orphaned, grandmother paralyzed, working hard to earn money for her grandmother's medical bills and to support the family, kind-hearted but unable to say no, always encountering perverted scumbags, getting knocked down repeatedly, bullied by everyone around her, swallowing her tears silently.
Su Cui was both angry and heartbroken!
She held on, hoping for a face-slap moment or a thematic elevation!
She flipped through, skipping two chapters, then several pages, until suddenly she jumped over half the book to the ending, and finally—"Bang!"—she threw the book on the floor!
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This was no proper book at all!
It was definitely a porn novel!
In the end, the female lead was still being violated, without any resistance! The scumbags weren't sent to prison either; the ending was that the female lead completely degenerated and died in old age!
What the hell had she just read?
Su Cui was so furious she had a heart attack and passed out.
When she woke up, she had transmigrated into this erotic novel.
Oh, by the way, don't get it wrong: Su Cui is not the female lead, nor is she in any danger of being knocked down.
"Grandma, you're awake!" A soft, clear voice like a lark sounded in front of her.
Su Cui snapped back to reality and looked up. With a face full of "affection," she pulled the little granddaughter, who was crying into her arms, hugged her shoulders, and skillfully wiped the tear-streaked, rosy little face with the corner of the blanket.
"Home from school? Good!" Her hoarse, low old woman's voice exploded like a thunderclap in the small room.
Yes, that was Su Cui's voice.
She glanced at her thick, muscular arm wrapped around her petite, fair-skinned granddaughter's shoulder and raised an eyebrow. Then she scanned her barrel-shaped waist and muscular thighs, and the veins on her forehead bulged.
Mm.
When she woke up, she had transmigrated into this novel's paralyzed grandmother of the female lead, Su Cuihua.
Su Cui thought: It's all because of my name!
The vicissitudes of time had inadvertently covered her face.
Because she was too despairing over the fact that she had aged prematurely, Su Cui jumped from the windowsill the moment she woke up, hoping to die and return to her young and beautiful body. But unfortunately... her steel-like body only made a human-shaped dent in the ground; it didn't work.
Tsk.
I'm so awesome.
Su Cui was both disgusted by her muscles and happy at the same time.
To test her strength, she crushed three bowls, two cups, and several stones at the door. Her naive granddaughter was so frightened that she kept crying, thinking that her grandmother was hungry or thirsty and couldn't control her strength, so she started rushing home every day after school to take care of her "frail and weak" grandmother.
Under the care of this freebie good granddaughter, Su Cui ate three large bowls of fragrant white congee. The freshly reborn Grandma Su took a walk in the courtyard, recovering from her illness. This old, dilapidated community building seemed ready to collapse—a perfect example of a dangerous building. The female lead lived here until the very end, proving that even though it looked rundown, it wasn't a shoddy construction.
After walking for a while, Grandma Su suddenly stopped.
She remembered something.
She looked left, then right, then squinted and looked around.
Sure enough, she saw a middle-aged man who looked decent sneaking around her doorstep.
Su Cui remembered that this man, Zhao Pengfei, was the first to appear when she was reading. The original text described him like this: "The moment he saw Su Baixue returning home from school, his righteous heart surged with passion, compelling him to follow this pure and lovely girl. He longed to silently protect her, to guard this lamb-like maiden until she grew up and matured. However, when night fell, he couldn't help but push open that old door..."
Bah!
Su Cui rubbed the goosebumps on her arms.
Righteous, my ass!
She strode quickly to the middle-aged man. Under his curious gaze, she calmly asked, "Little brother, want a fortune reading?"
Zhao Pengfei was startled by the sudden appearance of a short, dark, sturdy old woman beside him. The dim light scared him, and he impatiently pushed at her—but couldn't move her.
Zhao Pengfei frowned. "No."
With a bang, Su Cui punched a hole into the wall beside him. The wall caved in with a crack. Grandma Su withdrew her hand and smirked sinisterly.
"Little brother, are you sure you don't want a fortune reading?"
"..." Zhao Pengfei was terrified. This time he didn't dare to argue. He waved his hands repeatedly and turned to leave. But a large hand clamped down on his shoulder, gripping him like a chicken caught by the throat. Zhao Pengfei couldn't move an inch.
Behind him, the hoarse old woman's voice echoed like demonic whispers.