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Rebirth in the 80s: The Scholar Wife is Cute

Deceived into marriage, exploited for a lifetime as a nanny without pay, and finally beaten to death by her adoptive mother in front of her adoptive father's sickbed, Shen Mianmian's miserable life came to an end. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself back at fifteen. Shen Mianmian vowed to escape her past fate, punish her malicious cousin and adoptive mother, but accidentally shone too brightly in the process. The third-to-last student in school suddenly rose to the top, becoming the candidate fought over by prestigious universities, causing a sensation among all the teachers and students... While others were busy studying, Shen Mianmian was busy starting small businesses to make money... While others were preparing for the college entrance exams, Shen Mianmian purchased the two most notorious haunted houses in Beijing in one go... becoming an oddity in everyone's eyes, they mocked her that even if she had the fortune to buy them, she might not have the life to live in them. While others graduated and were busy looking for jobs, the haunted properties purchased by Shen Mianmian were requisitioned by the government, earning her a considerable amount of demolition compensation. Those who had mocked her couldn't help but slap themselves twice... inquiring everywhere where there might be haunted houses for sale. Shen Mianmian, originally needing to borrow money for tuition fees, used the demolition funds and leveraged her rebirth advantage to buy a suitable plot of land and built a rental building, transforming into a Beijing's wealthiest and most prosperous landlady... One day, Shen Mianmian, carrying a bag of keys and having just collected the rent, was dragged to the Civil Affairs Bureau. "Shen Mianmian, it's time for you to pay back what you owe me."

Yin Family's Sixth Child · Urban
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766 Chs

Chapter 650 Cheng Xining 1

Shen Mianmian felt that the person outside was very likely Lu Siyuan, so without much thought, she directly opened the door, but when she saw the person outside, she suddenly froze.

Before her stood a beautiful woman dressed in a rose-red coat who seemed to be in her twenties. A white fur collar cradled her reddened cheeks, making her look both beautiful and pitiable.

Her large eyes were intently fixed on Mianmian, and her jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, topped with a fluffy hat. At a glance, her whole attire spoke of someone who had grown up with a silver spoon.

She was holding a suitcase in one hand and a white piece of paper in the other, evidently looking for someone.

Having been in Licheng for so long, Shen Mianmian had never seen such a beautiful and luxurious-looking woman before, and a name unbiddenly rose to her mind—Cheng Xining.