The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

Feige woke up on the wedding bed, next to a dying man dressed in wedding clothes. If he hadn't been still breathing, she probably would have thought he was dead.

She was hungry, so she got out of bed and ate all the pastries on the table. There were six plates of pastries on the table, and Feige didn't leave a single one behind.

I'm finally full.

"Wu Tang, come out,"

Wu Tang emerged from the spatial dimension and perched on Fei Ge's shoulder.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

"Master, the original owner was a substitute bride. She didn't want to come, so her family drugged her. She was dizzy the whole way, and then she went straight into the bridal chamber,"

What's up with this man?

"His son, born to a concubine, is dying from poisoning. So we're finding him a wife, euphemistically called a 'lucky marriage'."

What is the relationship between their families?

"There are also two young masters, born to the first wife, who are very favored. This man, on the other hand, has never been favored since childhood, so you can imagine what kind of situation that is. Actually, it's pretty much like what you see on modern TV."

"Then what am I supposed to do here? He's not going to make me have his babies, is he?"

"Master, you're mistaken. I specially chose this task for you. Didn't you complain about how slowly you gain energy? So I found you a more challenging task. Completing this task will give you 50 energy points."

"How much do I have now?"

"340"

"Alright, but what is my task?"

"Help him cure the poison, then take over as head of the family."

"Am I going to lose everything?"

"No need, you can just make him lose his memory."

"I feel like you're trying to scam me."

"Master, you're mistaken. Besides, you can release Qin Feng, and the rest is up to you."

Is there a time limit?

Yes, for a month.

"Asking this is like forcing a duck onto a shelf, demanding something of someone who can't handle it, isn't it?"

"Good luck, Master!"

Feige ate so many pastries and was hungry again, so she took off her wedding dress, changed her clothes, and went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

It was cold and damp when I passed by the front yard.

"This isn't a celebration, it's a funeral," Fei Ge muttered.

"Master, who cares? It's none of your business anyway. If you're unhappy, just cause trouble."

"Yeah, this is stirring things up, I love it!"

She quickly arrived at the kitchen, where there was a lot of food on the stove. Feige put it all into her spatial storage, and then she instantly returned to her room.

Take out the steaming hot food and eat it slowly.

After she finished eating, she threw the bowls and chopsticks outside the door, closed the door, and went to sleep on the small couch in the room.

At midnight,

"Master, the man is dying; his last breath is about to fall."

"Depend on"

Feige quickly got up and went to the bedside. Sure enough, the man was almost finished, or rather, he was already finished, and now he was even more finished.

Looking at him, Feige felt nothing.

"By the way, Wu Tang, why did the original owner have to marry in place of another?"

"Originally, it was her eldest sister who was going to marry into the family, but their family couldn't bear to part with her, so they had her marry in her place."

What was the original owner's identity?

The Second Young Lady of the Duke's Mansion

"And what about this man?"

The Second Son of the Prime Minister's Family (by a concubine)

Are they engaged?

"No, it's temporary. Both families are greedy and only care about money. The original owner wasn't favored at home and couldn't compete with her sister, so she was never liked. Moreover, her sister was always making things difficult for her, both openly and secretly."

"Why? Aren't they biological sisters?"

"Oh dear, Master, people's hearts are complicated. Is there a reason for disliking someone? Any reason would be enough, right? But if someone doesn't like you, they'll find countless reasons, okay?"

"Tch, anyone who doesn't like me, I'll kill her."

"Master, not everyone is as capable as you."

"Alright, one month is enough time, we need to hurry."

Feige extracted 3 energy points and began transferring them to the man.

"Wu Tang, how much energy do you owe me?"

"Oh dear, Master, you've completed your mission, so your energy points have been returned," Wu Tang said guiltily.

"Pah, I don't believe it!"

Soon, the energy was absorbed into the man's body, and his complexion improved significantly.

The man woke up shortly after.

"Who are you"

"Your wife?"

"What's the meaning"

"It's like you're about to die, so I'll come and bring you good luck, and then you'll get better."

The man forced an awkward smile.

"You'll know once you come down and try it."

Although the man was unwilling, he still obeyed Feige's advice and got down.

Once he was on the ground, he found that he was indeed cured.

Then the man knelt down with a thud.

"Thank you for saving me"

"Stop. Forget about offering yourself in return. I have a man, and besides, I don't like you. My older sister was originally supposed to marry into this family, but they knocked me unconscious and made me marry in her place. Yes, that's it."

"what do you want"

"Freedom, and you don't have to care what I do,"

"it is good"

Do you want to eat?

It would have been better if he hadn't asked; once he did, the man realized he was hungry.

Feige walked out of the room, took a bowl of noodles from her spatial storage, and then brought it inside.

"Eat up, then you'll sleep better."

Feige placed the noodles on the table, then lay down on the small couch and continued sleeping.

Don't disturb my sleep.

"Okay," the man said, then sat down to eat his noodles. He finished the whole bowl; he hadn't eaten so much in a long time, and it felt amazing.

The man placed the bowl and chopsticks by the door, then lay on the bed in a daze.

He glanced at Feige on the small couch and thought that although the woman was not very beautiful, she had a lot of personality. He felt inexplicably happy.

Soon, dawn broke.

The door was kicked open, and Feige turned her head to look.

"Master, it's the eldest young master."

The man walked in, went to the small couch, looked at Feige who was pretending to be asleep, and reached out to touch her. Feige kicked him out of the door.

With a loud crash, the man slammed his fist on the stone table.

"Oh, my back!"

Feige got up, intending to close the door and go back to sleep, only to find that the door was broken.

Feige walked to the bedside and looked at the man who had woken up.

"Keep sleeping, don't let anyone find out you're better. I'll get you something to eat if you're hungry, don't cause me any trouble."

"it is good"

The front door was broken, and Feige lost all interest in sleeping, so she went outside.

Seeing several servants supporting the young master,

"You're really getting cocky. I'll get you sooner or later."

As the man was being carried away, he made some threats.

Feige didn't care; after all, it was uncertain who would be unlucky.

Feige went to the kitchen again and found that the rice, flour and other things were all new. The cooked rice, the stir-fried dishes, and even the bird's nest and fish bones were all collected by Feige. She collected them all, and cleaned them up completely, not even leaving the fire tongs.

Back in the room, at the door, Feige took out the food, carried the food box inside, and...

"Get up, it's time to eat."

Feige used a door panel to block the gate; although it couldn't be installed, it was still enough to block it.

Porridge, steamed buns, and dumplings—these are for men. Feige drinks bird's nest soup and eats flatbread.

After she finished eating, she put the bowl and chopsticks into the food box and left.

"You can continue sleeping. I'm leaving. The door is broken, I need to find someone to fix it," Feige said and left.