To the proud and arrogant Yan Jiyue, Su Mu's servant background is a lifelong shame.
The door suddenly flings open. Yan Jiyue is dressed in light, thin clothes. His slender, cold and beautiful eyebrows are like the cold smoke, wet snow, and plum blossoms described in ancient poetry. A soft, glassy thin gauze draped over him is like a layer of mist. He truly deserves the title of Juancheng's number one beauty.
Yan Jiyue gazes at the dark courtyard gate, his eyes contemptuous: "It's good that she knows her place."
"Indeed, a toad lusting after swan's flesh." Xiao Ping seizes the opportunity to use the most insulting words to belittle Su Mu. Only in this way can he please Yan Jiyue.
Sure enough, Yan Jiyue smiles haughtily and turns back into the room.
On the way back to her side room, Su Mu is in high spirits, humming happily as she walks.
Not only has she regained her life, but she's also ten years younger. The only flaw is that the timing of her rebirth is a bit awkward. If only she could have returned to before she married into the family.
Su Mu had transmigrated into this female-dominated world when she was only 16 years old, just starting her second year of high school. Her biggest worry then was how to improve her math skills.
But somehow, she unexpectedly transmigrated to this female-dominated world.
That wasn't even the most critical part. The worst was that she had transmigrated from summer to winter, wearing a short-sleeved school uniform with bare arms. One second she was dying of heat, the next she was in the dead of winter in the wilderness, nearly freezing to death.
Fortunately, she encountered the Yan family's master, Yan Jiyue's father, Mo Hui, who was just returning from praying at a Taoist temple.
After learning of her orphaned background, Master Yan took her back to the Yan residence as a servant, giving her a place to stay.
Although Su Mu was a transmigrator, she didn't have any of the typical transmigrator's halo.
After half a year as a servant in the Yan family, because of her good looks, pleasant temperament, and quick wit, she quickly rose from a lowly menial worker to become the steward in charge of the Yan family's outer courtyard.
She thought life would continue like this, but who knew that not long ago, the Yan family's only daughter, Yan Ting, would encounter mountain bandits on her journey, fall off a cliff, and her remains would never be found.
When the news reached the city, that very night the master ran to her room and asked her to become the Yan family's son-in-law.
Although Su Mu was young and naive at the time, she understood why Master Yan had chosen her.
In this female-dominated world, men have no inheritance rights. With Yan Ting's death, the property that Master Yan and Yan Jiyue were guarding would be devoured by the collateral branches, leaving their privileged lifestyle in ruins and possibly even forcing them onto the streets.
The choice of Su Mu was also simple - she was an orphan, and as a woman marrying into the family, there was basically no risk of her trying to seize the entire estate.
Although in this female-dominated world, a woman marrying into a family was considered a great shame, Master Yan had after all saved Su Mu's life.
Now faced with this crisis, Su Mu still agreed.
Her only worry was whether Yan Jiyue would agree. If he was unwilling, she didn't want to ruin his happiness.
Moreover, the two of them had never met before, so in a sense, this was an arranged marriage.
To her surprise, Yan Zhujun quickly said, "They've already discussed this matter, and Yan Jiyue has agreed."
So everything fell into place smoothly. Su Mu, bearing the curses of the entire city, became the wife who married into the Yan family.
During the wedding ceremony, Su Mu thought about having a good talk with Yan Jiyue afterward. After all, she was marrying into the Yan family to help Yan Zhujun. There was no love between them, so they could just be cordial to each other and maintain a surface-level marriage.
But Su Mu soon discovered that she had been deceived by Yan Zhujun. Yan Jiyue didn't agree to this marriage at all. He was forced to marry her, even his hands and feet were tied.
Seeing Yan Jiyue's eyes full of resentment, Su Mu was shocked and untied the hemp rope on his hands.
"Slap!" As soon as Su Mu untied the hemp rope for Yan Jiyue, she received a slap on her face.
"Su Mu, let me tell you, I, Yan Jiyue, would never look at a woman like you. Letting you marry into our family is just to shut the mouths of our relatives. So give up your filthy thoughts early, don't delude yourself, and don't you dare touch me in the future, or I'll make your life miserable."
On their wedding night, the cold, venomous voice of Yan Jiyue, dressed in a blood-red wedding attire, echoed in her mind.