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Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Gu Huai'an, a young scion of the No. 01 Courtyard Manor, had become the chief commander at Dragon Aviation Command Center at a very young age. He was known for his cold demeanor and seldom smiled or laughed. Not only did he come from a distinguished family, but he was also the unattainable gem of Beidu No. 01 Courtyard Mansion. Suddenly one day, he heard someone calling him "little brother." When he followed the voice, a pretty girl with an indifferent face asked, "Excuse me, sir, do I know you?" Yet at the same time: 【Wow, little brother is so handsome.】 【There are mountains beyond mountains, buildings beyond buildings, but little brother is handsome and gentle.】 【Little brother, hug!】 Gu Huai'an: …… The little girl's mouth, deceptive as a ghost's. ********* Song Yunuan transmigrated into a period novel and became a minor villainess who was soon eliminated – a role too small to be smaller. On her first day in the book, she stood in the Song family courtyard, trying hard to recall why the entire Song family would be wiped out in the story. In the end, she failed to notice the collective petrified expressions of the Song family members. Later… Her father became the richest man, her brother a top lawyer, her younger brother a scientist, her younger aunt a singer, and even her grandmother became a landlady. She herself turned into everyone's beloved darling. Song Yunuan: What happened to the hellish start I was promised?

Joe Yishui · Urban
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676 Chs

Chapter 672: Slapping the Face

Old Mrs. Song slapped her own face, "Sun Jinrong, you're lucky no one else heard you say what you just did, I'm so frustrated with you.

Who are you throwing a tantrum at this time?

Are we in the wrong for looking for you?

Aren't you the factory manager? If not you, then whom should we find?

Take a moment and touch your conscience, think about how the family has treated you since you became the factory manager, and look what you've done. You have the nerve to yell at us. Where do you get the audacity to speak like that?"

Then she pointed at Sun Jinrong, "Change your clothes quickly, and take us to the warehouse to see how much adhesive is left, and how many finished products there are? Why is there a problem with the adhesive's bonding strength? Is it the adhesive or the production? If it's the adhesive, we are going to sue the factory."

Old Mrs. Song was unlike her usual self.

The words she spoke were on the mark.

Sun Jinrong's complexion, already poor, now looked even worse.