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The Chief Minister’s Ferocious Wife

# chief assistant Zhao Chuchu was reborn in a time before the apocalypse. As soon as the space was filled with supplies, something fell from a high altitude and killed her. Then, she transmigrated, becoming a small villager in an unknown dynasty. She started this new life by taking out the natives, dealing with the plague, and becoming a divine doctor in one fell swoop. Using her fists, she gained high status. She bullied those scums until they cried for their mommy and begged for mercy. She produced large quantities of rice, beans, and sweet potatoes… She could do everything, and she earned a lot of money with that. Everyone watched as she reconciled with Xiao Xiucai. They watched until a baby was born, as well as until Xiao Xiucai became the top scholar and smoothly became the Chief Minister. Then, everyone waited for the day the Chief Minister would divorce his wife, who went through hardships in life with him. They waited and waited until the couple had grown old, the two living together for the rest of their lives.

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Still Trying to Rob Me

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"Do you guys want to come at me at once, or?" Zhao Chuchu scanned the thugs.

The group of men noticed how pretty the lady was, and their expressions changed.

"Oh? Do you want to have a taste of us? Why don't you come and have a drink with us after I sell the tiger? I'll promise you the best time of your life." The leader extended his finger, trying to raise the lady's head by her chin.

However, what he heard after that was a loud crack.

Zhao Chuchu grabbed the man's hand and twisted it.

"Argh!" The man's scream pierced through the street.

"Did you really hunt the tiger?" Zhao Chuchu chuckled. "With this kind of strength?"

"Argh! M-my wrist! You broke it!"

"Did you hunt the tiger or not?" The lady increased her grip strength.

"F-forgive me! I didn't hunt it! Please let me go!" It was so painful that the man was getting drenched in his own sweat.