Spending the Villain’s Money to Extend My Life

Summary of the Spending the Villain’s Money to Extend My Life

Okay, let's dive into this wild ride I stumbled into. So, there’s this novel called “Spending the Villain’s Money to Extend My Life,” and honestly, my life feels like it was handed to me sideways right now! Me? Gu Shishi? That sounds like a fate straight out of an old painting, maybe even one of those scroll-backed beauties from ancient times. But nope, I’m just some modern-day soul who suddenly found myself smack in the middle of this cliché plotline.

Imagine my surprise – or shock! – when I wasn't the doomed cannon fodder everyone thought I was going to be. That poor girl got tossed into a villain's den almost immediately after being swapped at birth? Talk about rough start. But her parents had that heart, even if it felt borrowed. They saw their biological daughter with this... uh... 'heart disease' and decided she deserved more than hardship. So they pulled off a switcharoo – sent the fake daughter off to suffer while dragging in the real one for some kind of system integration.

Suddenly, I’m thrust into marrying the big villain himself – apparently the infamous evil first young master of House Huo. And guess what? My initial moments in this new reality were... intense. Facing that 'fated tragic death' on day one wasn't exactly smooth sailing. But then things took a bizarre turn. While my mind was reeling from being swapped and dumped into this life-or-death marriage contract, something else clicked. I discovered the system! It's wild.

Now, instead of playing the victim alongside this poor girl who should have gotten her chance, maybe... just maybe – I can actually seize control? The core concept is simple: receive gifts from my wealthy husband, and presto chango, watch my life extend! Got a DIOR bobbin net smock? $15,000 gets me 8 minutes more. Received FENDI's black hooded sweater? That’s another solid $10,160 worth of time added. And hey, this Givenchy pleated skirt... that’s even better at $180,695!

The rule is clear: every thousand dollars I reel in adds 24 hours to my existence through the "Wealthy Housewife System." It's not just about survival; it's rewriting destiny one luxury gift at a time.