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I am chasing a rough man in the 80s

【Soft and Cute Female Lead VS Gentle and Rough Male Lead】 The new book "Hey, The Ancestors Are Coming" has been uploaded Neither cherished by her father nor loved by her mother, from a poor family and overweight, married to a man who is not a good catch, Chen Hansui thought she was dealt a bad hand in life. Only after she died did she find out that her mother was a woman of power and her husband, a future local tyrant, loved her madly. Seeing the world from a different perspective changed everything... Upon her rebirth at the age of 20, Hansui decided to turn the bad cards she was dealt into a winning hand. However, facing the village's most notorious mother-in-law, a weird and wacky sister-in-law, and a husband who isn't exactly a catch... The soft and adorable Hansui cries out, "I can't do this." The male lead: "I think you still have a fighting chance. Here, let me give you a little 'mouth-to-mouth resuscitation'." Minefield: The male lead in this story is not much of a catch, with his only redeeming quality being that he treats the female lead well. The female lead is a sticky and adorable little thing. Even the outrageous mother-in-law and the sharp-tongued sister-in-law adore her. There's really not much to fight about. Villains who encounter such an adorable female lead automatically have 99% of their IQ blocked. Being the darling of the group means only sweetness lies ahead. Zhalang: Written by sweet-stylized Niuniu Mi Goose flock: 346251814

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Chapter 67: Sacrificing Your Misfortune to Commemorate My Once Kindness

"My parents are really sick, ruining my work is like sentencing them to death! Chen Hansui, when you were at school, you would cry at the sight of a dead cat or dog. You wouldn't be so cruel as to watch my whole family die, would you!" Yuan Youyou spoke through her tears.

Suizi's gaze fell on the large willow tree by the road.

It had snowed last night, and frost was layered on the branches. Yuan Youyou's loud cries seemed to shake a withered leaf loose, which fell onto her hair.

Suizi reached out her hand, her long fingers pinching the withered leaf, her movements gentle and her voice soft.

"I still cry when I see dead cats and dogs."

With teary eyes, Yuan Youyou pitifully looked at Suizi, clutching onto her last glimmer of hope.

"You'll forgive me, right?"

"No, I won't forgive you. But after you pay the price, I might shed a few tears for your family who raised such a waste."

Yuan Youyou didn't quite understand Suizi's meaning, and stared at her in astonishment.