"Cough, cough! What the hell is this?"

The thick smoke awakened Vivian. When she got up, she found herself naked with red marks on her white chest.

"Heavens! Didn't I die in a plane crash? Which dog did it?"

Vivian's shock was quickly brought back to her senses by the sound of the fire.

Vivian casually picked up her sleeping robe from the ground and put it on. She quickly covered her mouth and nose with the t-shirt drenched by the water from the cup. Just as her hand touched the door handle, the door was pushed open from the outside.

"Ah!" Vivian covered her nose with both hands, tears welling up in her eyes.

A tall, handsome man with deep facial features appeared at the door. He was stunned when he saw Vivian, who had been knocked down because of him. He quickly reached out and gently rubbed the tip of Vivian's nose. "I'm sorry, did you get hurt? The fire outside has almost been put out. I've taught Valery a lesson, and she's already left. No one will disturb you again."

Vivian looked at the man, who was so gentle to her, in a daze. She realized that she had probably transmigrated into someone else's body. She did not dare to say anything for fear of exposing herself. Fortunately, the man let go of her after rubbing her a few times.

"I'm going overseas for a business trip for a month. I'm back today to visit you and the baby. You haven't had morning sickness for the past two days, have you? "

Baby? Vomiting?

Vivian lowered her head and looked at her flat stomach with her eyes wide open. When she looked up again, her face was calm. She smiled at the man and said, "Much better. Don't worry about me, go on your business trip."

No matter what, Vivian just wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible and let herself clear her mind.

"Okay, I've already handed the wedding over to the wedding company. Don't worry about it. Just take care of yourself at home." Although the man's voice was soft, it made people not dare to refute it. After saying that, he smiled and gently kissed Vivian on the lips, then turned and left.

Vivian watched as the man's back gradually disappeared downstairs. She immediately closed the door and ran to the mirror.

The woman in the mirror was beautiful. She had long wavy hair, cherry-like red lips, and a curvy body. Vivian was entranced by this body when a large number of memories that did not belong to her suddenly rushed into her mind.

Vivian sat on the bed and sighed. She had transmigrated into the novel that she had just finished reading. It was the most searched novel!

And she, Vivian, a modern career woman, had actually transmigrated as someone else's mistress!

To be more precise, she was transmigration as Reginald's stepmother, the mother of the three villains, and the substitute lover for the woman Reginald's father, Bruno!

Her appearance was 80% similar to Bruno's sweetheart, so even though the original owner had lost a leg because of Valery, Bruno still kept the original owner by his side.

Vivian recalled the plot. Today's fire was set by Bruno's family for his fiancée, Valerie. The purpose was naturally to kill the original owner of the body, Bruno's mistress, who had been with him for seven years.

Calculating the time, it was now five years before the female protagonist's rebirth, and the two little villains in her stomach had not been born yet, so there was still time.

Vivian was ready to pack her things and run away. According to the plot, Valerie would return shortly after Bruno left and set the fire again. The other party still wanted to kill her, and her broken leg was caused by her escape during the second fire!

It was the 1990s now, and the mainland had just opened up the market. The transformation from a planned economy to a market economy had given this country a huge business opportunity. If she went back to develop a business at this time, she could make a fortune by opening a roadside stall and selling some snacks!

Moreover, she was originally from the mainland, so wouldn't she be like a fish in the water if she went back to develop her career? Wouldn't it be much better to take this money back to the mainland to develop a career than to be someone else's substitute?

Vivian went to the cloakroom and opened the wardrobe. She was immediately blinded by the original owner's aesthetic sense and skipped over the clothes in red and purple and a pile of sequined clothes.

Vivian found a plain-colored French bubble sleeve tunic shirt, a pair of jeans, and running shoes to match it. Although it was a casual sports style, it still set off a retro and elegant look, making her look generous and noble.

Then, she chose a large-capacity slanted bucket bag and stuffed her identification documents, jewelry, and a bank card with 500.000 Yuan saved from Bruno's monthly pocket money into the bag.

Vivian packed her things and went down to the first floor.

"Pour the gasoline around the house! I'd like to see who can save this little b*tch this time!"

A delicate female voice berated from outside.

Vivian immediately changed her route and ran out of the small two-story house from the back door in the kitchen. At this time, Vivian heard the thugs that Valerie had brought. They were about to go around the back of the house and pour gasoline.

Vivian turned her backpack behind her and quickly climbed up the iron fence.

Fortunately, the fence of the yard was only 1.5 meters high. After Vivian climbed over it, she saw through the gap of the flowerbed under the iron fence that those people lit lighters without hesitation and threw them on the ground. The foot of the house was immediately surrounded by a sea of fire, which made Vivian tremble with fear.