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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?

FlameWitch · Fantasy
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144 Chs

Chapter 78

Wu Haoyu's POV:

I spared the feckless boy barely a second glance as I tightened my grasp around Yanyan's wrist, forcibly pulling her along in my wake. She resisted briefly with an indignant huff, but whether by instinct or calculation, her struggles swiftly dissipated into grudging compliance.

A leaden silence stretched between us as we crossed the campus courtyard to where my sedan idled in blatant violation of the parking restrictions. Only after firmly depositing Yanyan in the passenger seat and rounding the front of the vehicle myself did she finally dare to break the fraught quiet.

"Just what in blazes was that little exhibition about?" she demanded, her tone a blend of censure and challenge that sparked treacherously along my fraying restraint.

Jaw ticking, I slanted her a sidelong look from behind the steering wheel before keying the ignition to growling life. "I could ask you the same. That boy was far too familiar for my liking."