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Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home

# familyfeud #daughterofamistress #koi Qiao Xuan, daughter of a county magistrate, supposedly had a fiance that everyone envied. But then her father’s legal wife schemed against her, and married her into a farmer’s family. On the night of her wedding, after seeing how shabby her room was, Qiao Xuan hung herself. When she opened her eyes again, a different Qiao Xuan had transmigrated onto this body. The new Qiao Xuan stared at her husband and frowned after seeing how shabby the house looked. “Don’t worry. I know that you didn’t want to marry me, so I won’t touch you. I’ll apply for a divorce tomorrow and give you back your freedom.” But wait, Qiao Xuan hadn’t figured out what was going on yet! She couldn’t get a divorce, or else her father’s legal wife wouldn’t forgive her. Also, she was a woman of a different world and possessed special powers. Couldn’t she just build a business from here? So it was decided. Qiao Xuan began assisting her husband and slapped the faces of all who wronged them. They kept leveling up, and went from being a poor farmer’s family to becoming the richest family in the area. Those who bullied her regretted their actions, and her husband had regrets too. “I never said I wanted to divorce you.” Qiao Xuan was perplexed when he was pressing her down on the bed. Why did he suddenly decide against getting a divorce?

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Editor: Henyee Translations

Honestly, what had she done? He shot her a displeased look, his hand subconsciously reaching out towards Qin Shi but then retracting. Did she think he hadn't noticed that?

Well, that was certainly true.

If Qin Shi lacked capability, she wouldn't have borne a son for a concubine before he married his own son, who was just six months older than her child.

Qin Shi remained remarkably composed. She didn't rush home when her two sons were in her care. Instead, she raised both boys until they reached the ages of 12 and 7.

By now, the boys had matured significantly, and the chances of manipulation were markedly diminished. The worry of this primary wife forcibly influencing her son wasn't something she needed to entertain.

Especially the eldest son of the concubine, who at 12, was poised to marry within a few years.

"Hehe!"

Rare were the women in the world more patient and calculating than she was.