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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 · Fantasía
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144 Chs

Chapter 88

Huang Yanyan's POV:

The alarm blasted its obnoxious tune at the crack of dawn, but I was already wide awake with anticipation. Today was the day we headed to Beijing for Gramps' over-the-top birthday extravaganza. As if the old man needed to remind me - I'd been counting down the days to experience that private jet life.

Throwing on some sweats, I bounded out of my swanky apartment's bedroom, fired up and ready to roll. No need to tiptoe around anymore now that the truth was out about my roots. This was my life to live loud and proud.

The doorbell chimed and my heart skipped a beat. Right on time, Wu Haoyu strode in looking like he'd already owned the day in that crisp white button-down and slacks. My eyes shamelessly roamed his frame as Wu Ling trailed in behind him, smirking at me knowingly.

"Mornin' princess," she teased in that playful lilt of hers. "You about ready to go get your lavish on?"