Transmigrated Hood Princess: Master Wu's Wife is not Weak
When sassy, street-smart Amber from Chicago's roughest neighborhood finds herself transmigrated into Song Yanyan's curvy form, she's in for a rude awakening. Trapped in the gilded cage of Wuhan's snobby elite society, Amber must quickly adapt her gangster wit and tough spirit to this new, foreign world. However, Amber is no wilting flower. With her brave hood mentality and sharp tongue, she turns Master Wu's mission upside down. As she unravels the dark secrets behind her new identity, Amber goes toe-to-toe with the arrogant young master, their flames of rivalry soon sparking an unexpected passion. In this world of decadence and deceit, Amber must fight to replace Song Yanyan's meek persona with her bold, unapologetic flair. From intense clashes to wild romantic entanglements, she'll deliver scorching face-slaps to any who dare underestimate the transmigrated hood princess. Brimming with drama, action, laughter, and jaw-dropping revelations, one thing is certain - Master Wu's wife is no shrinking violet. Can this fish-out-of-water hood princess rise as the elite world's feistiest new queen?
Chapter 125
Author's POV:
The once-grand Wang family mansion stood as a shadow of its former glory. Where opulence and power once reigned, an air of desperation now permeated every corner. The financial assault launched by the Wu and Huang families had taken its toll, and the cracks in the Wang dynasty were beginning to show.
In the dimly lit study, Wang Zhenguo sat behind his massive mahogany desk, his weathered face a map of worry lines. The family patriarch had aged years in mere weeks, the stress of their crumbling empire weighing heavily upon him. Before him stood his son, Wang Dazhong, and daughter-in-law, Zhao Yuzhen, their faces etched with concern.
"Father," Wang Dazhong began, his voice tight with barely contained panic, "the latest reports are in. We've lost control of three more subsidiaries. The board is in uproar."
Wang Zhenguo's gnarled hands clenched into fists. "And what of our contacts in the government? Surely they can intervene?"