Monsieur Leberom of the salon approached Whitney, his eyes sparkling.

“What kind of dress would you like? Just tell me.”

“I don’t have much money. But I have good fabric, and I’d like to have the dress reformed.”

At Whitney’s words, the owner nodded. He asked her to wait, fetched some paper, and began to sketch the dress based on her description.

“Is this the design you had in mind?”

Whitney nodded lightly.

“I’ll send the dress here tomorrow. I have ample time, but I hope you’ll do your best. This dress could be a good opportunity for both me and you. I’d like the sleeves to be long…”

“Leave it to me.”

Though she didn’t have much money, she felt good about this place. Whitney nodded and asked him.

“Could you call me a carriage?”

“Yes, of course. I’ll get one right away.”

Whitney took a public carriage back to the ducal mansion. She didn’t want to return home, but she had no choice.

The carriage swiftly reached the ducal mansion. She paid the coachman and stared at the mansion.

‘I’ve barely healed, and now I’ll be hurt again.’

Whitney lightly brushed her arm and entered. Normally, the maids wouldn’t even notice her return, but this time one exclaimed.

“Madam! You’re back!”

At her words, hurried footsteps descended from the second floor, and her stepmother stood before her.

A hand raised high caught her eye. Whitney quickly ducked, pretending to dust off her skirt.

“Ah!”

With a thud, her stepmother fell to the ground.

“……Are you alright?”

Pretending to be shocked, Whitney covered her mouth and spoke to the maid.

“You, you!”

“Why aren’t you helping her up? You know mother dislikes my touch.”

“Ma, Madam! Are you okay?!”

“Ah! My back, my back!”

At her stepmother’s pained screams, even Melissa emerged from a room. The entire ducal mansion was in an uproar, carefully moving the stepmother to her room.
“Mom! What on earth happened?!”

Melissa glared at Whitney. Whitney, with a face feigning ignorance, replied.

“I don’t know. I bent over to dust off my skirt because it seemed dirty… then I heard a thud, and when I looked, mother was on the ground.”

“You there! Explain what happened!”

Melissa, visibly agitated, demanded an explanation from the maid. The maid bowed her head and described the events.

“……Madam heard that the lady had arrived and came down to punish her, but when the lady bent over, Madam swung her hand in the air, lost her balance, and fell to the ground.”

“What?!”

Melissa’s eyes widened in disbelief as she glared menacingly. Whitney, head bowed, made a face as if she was about to cry and said.

“I really didn’t know. I had no idea mother was going to slap me. If I had known, I would have taken it quietly. I always accept my punishment.”

“……Ha! Just you wait. If anything happens to mom, I won’t let you off.”

“Shouldn’t we call a doctor quickly instead of getting angry at me? If her back is sprained, she must be in a lot of pain.”

“What are you all waiting for?! Find the best doctor in the continent! Hurry!”

“Yes, yes!”

At Melissa’s command, everyone scattered quickly.

“Big sister, since you probably don’t want to see me, I’ll go to the attic.”

Whitney, leaving the bustling crowd behind, calmly went up to the attic.

Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she

really disliked him

Short intro:

What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.

Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.

Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!

She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.

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At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.

This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!

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Synopsis:

Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…

A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead

vs.

An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead

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