Guzi transmigrated into a novel and became a character in a story about a true and false rich heiress. 

While others who transmigrated into novels become the true heiress, she became the fake heiress. To make matters worse, both she and the true heiress are engaged. 

She was engaged to the son of a military leader, while the true heiress was engaged to a divorced man with three children from his previous marriage.

Guzi's parents, caring for the true heiress, decide to have Guzi marry in her place. In the book, the character "Guzi" was furious and attempted suicide but failed. 

As a result, she lost the love and favor of her parents. After marrying the divorced man,

 "Guzi" blamed him for all the wrongdoings and mistreated his children. Eventually, he could no longer tolerate her actions and divorced her. "Guzi" would become a destitute beggar and die miserably on the street.

After transmigrating into the book, Guzi left her family and married the divorced man. When she faced the man and his three children, Guzi believed that the original owner of her body made a terrible mistake.

This was a painless experience of being a mother without any hardships to endure!

On the other hand, the true heiress had to deal with her husband's illegitimate child and fight for family assets. She would lead a daily life full of hardships.

The true heiress consoled herself, thinking that she was still better off than Guzi. She had to raise someone else's child and care for an old man.

However, one day she sees Guzi stepping out of a luxurious car with a protruding belly, supported by the richest man in the city. 

Looking aggrieved, Guzi got out of the car and said, "We agreed not to have children!" 

The man beside her responded tenderly, "Sorry, my mistake."

Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon

Gradually, the sun began to scorch, and only then did Su Jing let her hair down, making herself appear as if she had just woken up, before opening the door.

Upon seeing Li Li, who was drenched in sweat and wearing a pitiful expression, Su Jing feigned annoyance. In reality, she was taking the initiative to prevent any complaints about her tardiness. "Oh, I'm such a fool," she lamented, "I worked late into the night again. I'm so exhausted. I just woke up, you won't mind, will you?"

Li Li tried hard to suppress her emotions, her eyes fixated on the piece of paper Su Jing was clutching. It must be the formula.

All she wanted was to grab that paper and make a fortune. What did it matter if she had to endure the heat? She laughed, addressing Su Jing, "Of course I don't mind. If I can't understand you, can I still call myself your good friend? So, did you get it?"

Preemptive Strike