Manual for Self-Cultivation of a Transmigrated Woman 1: Chapter 1
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Manual for Self-Cultivation of a Transmigrated Woman

Author : Dominic WW
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I am the Vicious Female Antagonist! 0
It is my undeniable responsibility to torment the male and female leads, okay? 0
Eight years, a full eight years! 0
Family, who understands? 0
I have to maintain the main storyline while quickly finding a stable way to escape, racking my brains! 0
It's not easy for me! 0
But... 0
As I was tormenting them, why did the male lead's gaze toward me suddenly change? 0
Wait a minute... 0
 
I've become the Vicious Female Antagonist in a novel. 0
Though I am a Vicious Female Antagonist, the upside is that I am beautiful and wealthy. 0
The real world never gave me a chance to act recklessly, so now— 0
Why not indulge a little? 0
I rubbed my hands together, planning to follow the plot and properly "torture" the male lead. 0
Nothing too severe, but enough to satisfy. 0
 
Eight years ago. 0
On a rainy night, with thunder rumbling. 0
I personally led people to pull the ten-year-old male lead, Tang Mufeng, from a pile of corpses. 0
At that time, he was frail and on the brink of death, yet his eyes were fierce like a wolf cub. 0
His dirty little face was covered in mud, making it impossible to discern his features. 0
I coldly snorted as per the script, "Take him back, clean him up, and find any place to settle him." 0
 
 
"Yes." 0
The aide respectfully complied, lifting the male lead onto the horse's back. 0
After returning to the manor, I took a comfortable hot bath, draped myself in a fox fur coat, and held a hand warmer while sipping hot tea. The butler reported that the male lead had been settled in the Stable. 0
Well, he was quite obedient. 0
The next morning, I got up with a yawn. 0
After breakfast, I went to the Stable to "check on" the male lead. 0
Seeing him huddled in a corner, a small and timid figure, I cleared my throat and began to pick a fight. 0
"You startled my horse!" 0
"Someone, throw him out into the yard and don't let him back inside." 0
Thus, the male lead was kicked out of the house and forced to stay beside a pile of materials. 0
For his three meals a day, he could only eat coarse grains and plain rice. 0
"You dare to glare at me!" 0
"Someone, bring me a whip to beat him!" 0
So, I whipped the male lead again. 0
He remained silent and did not resist, merely staring at me with his pitch-black eyes, looking rather foolish. 0
Was this really the future warlord? 0
He was clearly just an idiot! 0
I found amusement in it all. 0
Until eight years later, when he grew up. 0
Looking at the male lead who now opposed me, I couldn't help but sigh. 0
The once foolish boy had finally developed a backbone. 0
And I could finally retire. 0
I would enjoy my later years and savor life. 0
 
 
I am at the General's Mansion, and life is quite pleasant. 0
 
Every day is filled with feasting and fun, occasionally teasing the male lead. Life couldn't be more enjoyable! Although I lost my mother at a young age, as the youngest daughter of the Grand Marshal's family, I have been spoiled since childhood. 0
 
I get whatever I want, whether it's wind or rain. Later, when the Grand Marshal's Second Consort gave birth to a son, I remained the most cherished one. My father told me that I would marry the best person in the future and live a life of ease and happiness until old age. But honestly, I don't care much about that. 0
 
I think, why get married? It's much more enjoyable to be on my own. My future days should be filled with eating, drinking, playing, and wandering freely. As for men, that troublesome species—it's better to do without them! Moreover, any joy a man can bring can easily be bought. My future happiness doesn't require a man. 0
 
I've already chosen a paradise-like place for myself; once the male lead leaves the General's Mansion to join the revolutionary army, I can retire. I'll live a secluded life in the countryside, carefree and at ease. 0
 
So my main task now is to nurture the male lead and help him become an outstanding Grand Marshal in the future. 0
 
 
 
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