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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 51: Three Rules of Conduct

The next morning, Qi Taiguo returned from the military with a lunch box in his hand. He used a key to unlock and enter his home, pausing for a moment in mild surprise.

The house was clearly tidied and cleaned, everywhere scrubbed spotless and put in order. The windows were open, the gentle morning sun warm and inviting as it spilled in, and a light breeze made everything feel comfortable.

Something within him stirred slightly as he looked around, emotion welling up from the depths of his heart.

The house was still the same, and so was the furniture, but somehow he felt that overnight, something had changed. What exactly was different?

"Eh, how come you're back?" Cheng Su's voice came from behind him.

Qi Taiguo turned around to see her hair tied in a ponytail, her fair face dotted with water droplets, skin translucent and glowing, clearly having just washed her face.

He suddenly understood what was different—it was the presence of another person in the house, a woman.