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Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

What's it like to be wrongfully killed? Cheng Su felt she'd really hit rock bottom when she was yanked out of a building by someone who jumped. Talk about a true miscarriage of justice! But when she opened her eyes again, she found herself back in the eighties, replacing the 'culprit'? In her last life, she was clear and alone, but in this life, she had a promising, dazzling military husband, as well as a cocky and domineering third child? Ugh, spit on that! She had died with cheats, so since the husband was hers, she'd beat anyone who dared to snatch him—pummel one, annihilate two. She'd make gourmet food to sell at a stall, start a chain of restaurants, and earn the money herself. She'd have the children, flirt with her husband, and fight off any mistresses; as long as her military husband doted on her, all was good. With this cheat-code life, she wanted to eat well, drink well, gain both fame and fortune, and together with her husband, make a home anew! "This story is purely fictional. Please do not take it seriously or imitate it. Any similarities are purely coincidental."

Yan Xiaomo · Urban
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255 Chs

Chapter 148 Let Go

After the lunch rush had ended and customers dwindled, Cheng Su cooked two dishes, and the three of them ate together. Ning Ge pushed his bowl away and said, "I'm going out for a bit, I'll just go straight home tonight, you guys head back on your own."

Cheng Su frowned.

As Ning Ge reached the door, he turned back, his face a sweet smile. "Sister-in-law, can you lend me thirty yuan?"

Cheng Su's frown deepened, and she glared at him. "Do you think this is a credit cooperative where you can get as much money as you ask for? I don't have any."

Ning Ge pouted as if aggrieved. He walked over to the cash register, took out a key, and counted out twenty yuan to hand over. "Twenty, take it or leave it. That makes it thirty you've lent me."

"Alright, I'll pay you back double next time." Ning Ge smiled, stuffed the money into his pocket, and waved as he left.