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Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home

# familyfeud #daughterofamistress #koi Qiao Xuan, daughter of a county magistrate, supposedly had a fiance that everyone envied. But then her father’s legal wife schemed against her, and married her into a farmer’s family. On the night of her wedding, after seeing how shabby her room was, Qiao Xuan hung herself. When she opened her eyes again, a different Qiao Xuan had transmigrated onto this body. The new Qiao Xuan stared at her husband and frowned after seeing how shabby the house looked. “Don’t worry. I know that you didn’t want to marry me, so I won’t touch you. I’ll apply for a divorce tomorrow and give you back your freedom.” But wait, Qiao Xuan hadn’t figured out what was going on yet! She couldn’t get a divorce, or else her father’s legal wife wouldn’t forgive her. Also, she was a woman of a different world and possessed special powers. Couldn’t she just build a business from here? So it was decided. Qiao Xuan began assisting her husband and slapped the faces of all who wronged them. They kept leveling up, and went from being a poor farmer’s family to becoming the richest family in the area. Those who bullied her regretted their actions, and her husband had regrets too. “I never said I wanted to divorce you.” Qiao Xuan was perplexed when he was pressing her down on the bed. Why did he suddenly decide against getting a divorce?

Orchid Whisper · Umum
Peringkat tidak cukup
1814 Chs

Invitation

Editor: Henyee Translations

Unable to resist, Qiao Xuan felt compelled to intervene.

This young Lord Heir-Son was pure and harmless, especially with his innocent and adorable clear eyes. He appeared delicate, beautiful, and fragile, evoking sympathy from those around him.

The young heir nodded obediently and refused to let her leave. "I want grasshoppers."

He looked so pitiful.

Qiao Xuan sighed inwardly.

Motivated by the situation, Tuan smiled and chimed in, "Lord Heir-Son, it's easy to find grasshoppers. I'll get them for you!"

But the heir didn't want that. "I want my sister's!"

Qiao Xuan's head throbbed. She turned to Uncle Jiang with a wry smile. "I was just speaking with the young heir earlier, mentioning that we would weave grasshoppers for him…"

But before I could finish, you arrived.

Tuan scratched his head, feeling uncertain. He didn't know how to weave grasshoppers.

Uncle Jiang started to hesitate.