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My Beloved Super Fierce Wife

"The new book 'Scolded as the Star of Death, All the Big Shots in the Capital Rush to Spoil Me' is now available!" Also known as "Reborn Era: Getting Rich with the Check-In System." [A physical powerhouse of a female lead vs. a vindictive, sarcastic, and elegant male protagonist] After a laboratory explosion, Lin Tang returns to that impoverished era and is bound to a check-in system. Before she has time to claim the newcomer gift pack, her fiancé, sporting an air of confidence, comes to break off the betrothal. The reason being, he's about to secure a stable job. Lin Tang looks at the ordinary yet self-assured man, parted her red lips slightly and said, "...break it off!" Less than a month later, her ex-fiancé was fired for some reason. Lin Tang took a stroll around the county and became the executive officer of the Broadcasting Station in the Textile Factory. Ex-fiancé's internal OS: Is it too late to reconcile now? - Those times were tough! Despite being treasured by her three big brothers and parents, everything from food to cloth and even soap required coupons... Even living frugally couldn't alleviate the miserable condition. Looking at the black mush in the bowl, Lin Tang fell silent, “......” Thankfully, she had a system! Need anything? Just check in to get it. - Many years later. A handsome man looked at his delicate wife with a fair complexion, managing to keep a straight face as he said, “I heard you could knock out a wild boar with just two punches?” Lin Tang's eyes sparkled, her fingers gently exerting force, and the Enamel Jar in her hand deformed. She responded in a stern manner, “Nonsense! Don't believe those rumors. We're civilized people and can't be that barbaric!”

a visitor from South Flight · Urban
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750 Chs

412 Kick it away!!

"Right, the expo is going to last for several days, what's the rush?"

"Do you even know how to do your job? Does your leader know how you're treating us workers, comrade? Believe me, I'll report you..."

The scene became chaotic for a time.

Some people's words got increasingly out of hand.

The complexion of the young man driving people away grew ugly, the veins on his forehead pulsating.

It seemed like he might lose control any second.

He fiercely struck the gong and bamboo clapper he had brought just in case.

'Clang clang clang' after a few hits—

The noisy crowd suddenly quieted down.

The young man driving people away fell silent for a moment, his voice unusually hoarse.

"Do you think I don't want to let you all have a closer look? Do you think I want to rush my own compatriots away?"

His nose became sour almost instantly, and his eyes reddened.

"Comrades all know where this machine comes from, right..."

Everyone present knew it was from Japan.