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Dating My Scumbag Ex's Uncle

She was forced by her husband and his mistress to jump into the sea and commit suicide, only to be rescued and taken care of by the jerk's uncle for seven years. He had become her backer and protected her meticulously. For seven years, no one dared to look down on her. Her reputation was tarnished. She had a miscarriage and divorced before. The scumbag ex-husband was also his nephew. On the other hand, he would not marry anyone other than her. He did not care about rumors and barbaric words, and for this, he did not hesitate to go against the entire clan. … Initially, she thought that the most tragic thing in life was to love the wrong person. Later on, she realized that it wasn't. It turned out that the most tragic thing was that you finally found true love, but at that time, you were covered in wounds. She was as cold as ice and he was passionate as fire. She had persisted for seven years, and so had he. In the end, she still lost to that persistent flame and agreed to marry him. However, the night before they were about to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage certificate, she woke up and returned ten years ago. That year, she was in the prime of her youth. She was still as beautiful as ever, and her youth was not wasted. That year, he was handsome and promising. She looked at herself in front of the mirror and silently cried. "Uncle, this time, I'll give you the best.”

Mountain Springs · Ciudad
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Traductor: Lonelytree

Madam Wen's IQ was still quite high. If she had made such a fuss in front of Wen Dian, at least Wen Dian wouldn't think that we had reached an agreement.

The mute girl came in with food. She lowered her eyes and didn't look at me.

I sat in front of the small table and picked up my chopsticks. I said casually, "Madam Wen is quite amazing. Wen Dian actually obeyed her. I really didn't expect that."

The Mute Girl slowly knelt in front of me, her eyes brimming with tears.

I put down my chopsticks. Without waiting for her to make a gesture, I said, "Mute girl, I won't run. Don't worry. I know that if I leave, I'll implicate your family."

The Mute Girl's tears fell. She respectfully kowtowed to me.

I supported her. "Can you not kowtow and kneel so often? I've never seen this before in my entire life."

The mute girl wiped her tears and stood up by herself.

I smiled. "I promise you. I won't run. Don't worry."