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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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Chapter 169: How about coming to work for me?

Content or discontent, much like the act of drinking water, one knows for oneself if it's cold or warm. To say I'm content would be too phony, after all. Having served for decades, I've seen a stall smaller than Cheng Su's little eatery grow into one of Qing City's top restaurants. It's like watching a child grow up and then, just because of one mistake, being dismissed, leaving it all behind.

How could I possibly be content?

Yet, if discontent, what can be done? Out of sight, out of mind. Ever since Old Liao left, I've predicted that this day would come; I just didn't expect it to come so swiftly.

"I've worked for decades now, can't I take a rest? You little brat, can't you let your old man enjoy a bit of happiness?" Mr. Song gave Song Xiaojang a knock on the head.

Covering his head, Song Xiaojang winced and said, "Dad, there are outsiders here!"