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Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!

Zhulan, in a transmigration novel about a supporting female's counterattack through farming, managed a triple leap: getting married, bearing children, and becoming a mother-in-law. The point to focus on: She became the wicked mother-in-law from the counterattack stories. From 26 to 36, not to mention, with six kids in tow, two daughters-in-law, a few grandkids, and a still-living husband—emphasis on the fact that he's not her original spouse, but the one who trapped her into transmigration. Only after becoming the original body did Zhulan realize she was miserably tricked by her two daughters-in-law. The elder daughter-in-law had a loud voice, complete with a 'brain-enhancing' feature—it turned every little issue into a big deal once it reached her mouth. The younger daughter-in-law was timid and weak, bursting into tears at the drop of a hat, perfectly crafting the image of Zhulan as a wicked mother-in-law. Zhulan, ".......This life is really unbearable." Someone, "You still have me." Zhulan, "Ha, you're the one who screwed me over the most!" Someone, "......"

Three Goats Bring Prosperity · General
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Chapter 872: Pretending to Be Confused Despite Understanding

Steward Ding handed over the invitation card, "This was just delivered from the Ran Residence."

Zhulan took it and read it with a smile, "Ran Wan has arrived in the capital."

Upon hearing the Ran surname, Lady Gao took a moment to remember who that was, the future eldest granddaughter-in-law of the Zhou family, and said with a smile, "That's an invitation card."

Zhulan put down the card, "Mhm."

Seeing that it was getting late, Lady Gao said, "I will head back for today, just let me know once you've chosen a good date."

Zhulan stood up, "Thank you so much for today."

"I'll be troubling you in the future as well."

Zhulan, "As long as you say the word, I will definitely take care of it."

At the Ministry of Revenue, Zhang Yang had been sneezing continuously, his mind somewhat foggy, unable to concentrate, and he lay listlessly on the desk. It was to no avail being careful; he still caught a cold.