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Mr. Ye's Wife is Sassy and Flirtatious

Rong Qi, who had been labeled a fool, was married off to a crippled man with a predicted short lifespan, becoming the subject of ridicule in the entire city. However, after her marriage, Rong Qi began to assert herself and retaliate against her detractors. Her parents said, "A fool like you has no place at this important party." Undeterred, Rong Qi arrived at the event dressed impeccably. "Who's the fool now? Did you know I'm the world's top designer?" Her stepmother sneered, "You can't possibly get admitted to the number one college in Leucia, you silly girl." But Rong Qi insisted on entering with a book in hand. "I'm not here to study. I'm a specially appointed lecturer." Ladies from all walks of life stopped her from entering the operating room. "Stop pretending. You're wicked. Stay away from Mr. Ye!" "Shut up, or I'll shut you up with a single jab!" Rong Qi yelled with a cold expression on her face. The fool had risen. The people of the city clamored, "Mr. Ye, please keep an eye on your wife!" "I apologize for spoiling her so much..." Mr. Ye replied.

Midnight · Urban
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640 Chs

Begged for Shelter

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Rong Qi read the message Han Ning sent her and fell into thought. She hadn't left the group chat after the class meeting. After all, this was the first group of students she had taught, and they held a special meaning for her.

However, as Rong Qi didn't respond immediately, Huang Hao and others also began to send messages.

[Can we call you Rong Qi one last time? Rong Qi, you haven't let us meet Ding Ding the Great yet! At least, could you take this opportunity to let us meet?]

[Yeah, it doesn't matter whether you come or not, the main thing is we want to see Ding Ding the Great.]

[Ms. Seven, your 'Beauty Handbook' is still with me... do you want it back?]

[Ahem, what handbook? Is it something awesome? I want to see it too.]

Rong Qi, reading the messages in the group chat, twitched the corner of her lips slightly and began to type on her phone's keyboard.

[When? Send me the address.]