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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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254 Chs

Chapter 60 My Fate is Decided by Me, Not by Heaven

After all the paperwork was done, Sister Wang and her family quickly organized their belongings and got ready to move out. When Cheng Su arrived at the small courtyard, a truck was parked outside, and Brother Wang was boarding it with a slight limp in his leg—it was time for Cheng Su to take over.

Sure enough, after the keys were exchanged and the date for the remaining ten yuan to be paid was set, Sister Wang led Brother Wang and their belongings away.

Cheng Su was very excited. She walked around the restaurant inside and out, cleaning up and putting everything in order.

The restaurant had only one room with a loft for accommodation and rest, a kitchen, and a courtyard with a sink installed, making washing very convenient. There was also a large apricot tree alongside. In the scorching heat, it was much cooler to drag a chair under the tree and enjoy the shade than to stay inside the room.