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Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

What's it like to be wrongfully killed? Cheng Su felt she'd really hit rock bottom when she was yanked out of a building by someone who jumped. Talk about a true miscarriage of justice! But when she opened her eyes again, she found herself back in the eighties, replacing the 'culprit'? In her last life, she was clear and alone, but in this life, she had a promising, dazzling military husband, as well as a cocky and domineering third child? Ugh, spit on that! She had died with cheats, so since the husband was hers, she'd beat anyone who dared to snatch him—pummel one, annihilate two. She'd make gourmet food to sell at a stall, start a chain of restaurants, and earn the money herself. She'd have the children, flirt with her husband, and fight off any mistresses; as long as her military husband doted on her, all was good. With this cheat-code life, she wanted to eat well, drink well, gain both fame and fortune, and together with her husband, make a home anew! "This story is purely fictional. Please do not take it seriously or imitate it. Any similarities are purely coincidental."

Yan Xiaomo · Urbain
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253 Chs

Chapter 137: Shooting Oneself in the Foot by Lifting a Stone

After a day's work, Cheng Su got home just to see Scoundrelly Ning lounging on her sofa, directly in front of the only fan in the house. He was holding one of the throw pillows she had made especially, and biting into a big apple, crunching noisily. He seemed so carefree and comfortable that it left her, tired from the whole day, with her eyes wide open in disbelief!

"Why are you still here?" Cheng Su shrieked.

"What time is it already? How come you're only getting back now? Other people have already finished cooking, and here you are just getting home. Big Brother Qi is really spoiling you!" Ning Ge swallowed a bite of his apple and said to Cheng Su, "Hurry up and cook, I'm so hungry I'm feeling dizzy. Make a couple more meat dishes, I'm feeling faint from blood loss."

With that, another crisp crunch as he bit into the apple.