Little Lucky Fire

Li Xingwan had transmigrated into a book, becoming a D-list celebrity scandal-ridden and already married.
Her husband was a bad omen. Rumor had it, he was a poor and elderly man with hemiplegia. Not only that, she also had to play stepmother.
In effect, Li Xingwan was just like a widow.
Regarding these rumors, Li Xingwan herself remained silent.
The clamoring on the internet grew more intense.
"That person who appeared on screen just now, couldn't have been a woman taking care of her hemiplegic husband, could she?"
"And what about that ugly freak of a stepson?"
"Won't this family put on some sort of tragic drama in front of the camera?"
"Li Xingwan, she's just shameless. For money, she'd even marry a hemiplegic."
But...
As the camera panned,
who was that cold and abstinent Buddha's Disciple? And who was that soft, adorable little bun?!
Ahhh! I'm going crazy!!

The wealthy stepmom became wildly popular in the parenting show

She didn't bother with that and went straight onto the stage.


Closing her eyes, she quietly waited for Chen Ming to begin.


"Begin!" At the command, Li Xingwan opened her eyes, revealing the utter panic in them, as well as the horror of seeing her own fate. She turned and started to run; her skirt flew up in that moment.


She wasn't actually running, just acting in place, but she managed to convey a sense that the wind was whipping up her skirt.


Like a flower blooming amidst slaughter, about to wilt away.


Desperately trying to escape, desperately trying to save herself.


"Father Emperor! Father Emperor! Save me!"


But with the city steeped in blood, how could her cries truly bring rescue, bring her Father Emperor to her aid?


She fell hard, a strong sense of shattering overcame her, along with a sense of impending doom, suddenly enveloping her whole body.


Chapter 583: Seriously Bewitched