MTL - After the Groom Ran Off, I Convinced a Military Commander to Marry Me - Chapter 72 Will he get angry at Su Wan?

A calculating merchant of noble birth lives a comfortable life managing his guild's business at the Imperial Academy—until lightning strikes him, leaving him with prophetic visions of a disastrous future. In these visions, he's expelled from his family, branded a traitor who aids demons, and worst of all, becomes a penniless beggar. When the supposed “protagonist” of these prophecies enrolls at the academy, he realizes his countdown to ruin has begun. Now he must use his foresight to rewrite a story where he's cast as a third-rate villain, all while navigating ancient dungeons, demonic threats, and the troublesome “hero” who might be the key to changing his fate.#MoneyIsEverything

I was possessed by the game (forced).

Ye Youqing was originally a big boss in the business world. Who would have known that he died one day and dressed as an abusive female protagonist who was pushed to the ground by the male protagonist.
The female protagonist, as the direct daughter of the imperial government, married the male protagonist, was abused every day, and finally ended up in ruins.
Ye Youqing: …I don’t want any money, are you human?
So, she killed the male protagonist, seized the family wealth, fought against the concubine mother, and also picked up the vicious female partner who was her enemy and pestered the male protagonist and threw it out of the door.
Unexpectedly, the vicious female partner of the fox spirit in the original book, who did not know which string was tied, turned to lie down in her room.
The woman is charming and seductive, leaning her soft body into her arms, exhaling like blue: “I want revenge, I want to make a deal with you.”
Ye Youqing was expressionless, stretched out her index finger and pushed her away.
“I want to trade with money.”
“As for anything else, that’s another price.”
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As an abuse article that abused the heroine, Ye Youqing felt that the direction of the story was a bit wrong.
For example, the vicious female partner who should fall into the water with her and was rescued ashore by the male lead not only fell into the water for her, but also drilled into her arms wetly.
For example, the vicious female partner who should hook up the male protagonist on her wedding night not only ignores the male protagonist, but also falls drunk in her room with messy clothes.
For example, the vicious female partner who should hate her to the bone, one day sat on her couch wearing a wedding dress, winked like silk, and opened her lips with tears: “Ye Youqing, please.”
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Ci Ke was slaughtered by the male protagonist since he was a child.
She thought Ye Youqing was an idiot who only thought about men, she thought she hated her to the bone.
Unexpectedly, later, she found that she was very smart, and found that she loved her deeply.
1. he, 1v1
2. Seeing the money, the calm boss vs. Charming, crazy, vicious, vicious female supporting cast
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The year was 2026, and the world wasn't what it used to be. Ever since the Abyss Gates cracked open three years ago, spilling monsters and dungeons across the planet, life had turned into a chaotic mess. Cities were half-ruined, half-rebuilt, and people clung to whatever normalcy they could find. Hunters—those brave or crazy enough to fight the monsters—became the new heroes. Everyone else? Well, they just tried to survive.Fin wasn't a Hunter. He wasn't a hero either.He was just… Fin. A lanky 19-year-old with messy brown hair, a chipped front tooth from a dumb skateboard accident, and a power that everyone called useless. Absorption. Sounds cool, right? Like he could suck up energy or steal someone's strength. Nope. All it did was let him “feel” things he touched a little more than normal. He could tell you the exact texture of a brick wall or how warm a coffee mug was—big whoop. No fireballs, no super strength, no flashy moves. Just a glorified touchy-feely trick.“Fin, you gonna eat that sandwich or just stare at it like it's gonna confess its life story?” Meg's voice snapped him out of his thoughts.He blinked and looked across the rickety table at his best friend. Meg was short, loud, and had a wild mop of dyed purple hair that she swore made her look “intimidating.” It didn't.