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I Transmigrated as the Antagonists' Mother!

Modern-day girl boss Vivian transmigrated into a modern romance novel as the male lead's stepmother, the biological mother of the three antagonists... and the male lead's father's lover! She remembered that the fiancee of the male lead's father almost died in a fire and had three sons, but all of them were killed because of the conflict against the male and female leads. Shivering from the creeps she felt, she decided to leave the male lead's father. It was the nineties and five years before the novel's plots began. The male lead was not a big shot, and the female lead was not yet reincarnated. Also, as the villain, her eldest son was just fourteen and not fully corrupted... The two supporting villains were not born, and there was still hope. To shake off the outcome of death and to gain the ability to protect herself, Vivian packed her bags and fled in the night, using the advantage of her transmigration to accumulate wealth, recruiting and building a financial empire using the economic crisis. When that was done, she did not forget her children's education. Her eldest son was a mafia boss who is crazy and self-centered, her genius second daughter was anti-social, while her youngest son provoked problems everywhere... But she would straighten them out so that they became proper modern youths! Hence, her tempestuous eldest son with an inferiority complex became a networking specialist, her autistic and quiet second daughter became a pioneer in scientific research, and her provocateur youngest son became an international star! While she was shedding tears and rejoicing over her children's successes, that selfish and crazy man found her: "Are they the children you had with me?" Vivian snorted, "The sun is still up, and you're dreaming up fantasies already?" Did he want to take her children from her? Dream on!

Mountain Springs · 一般的
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200 Chs

I Don't Want A Wife

編集者: Dragon Boat Translation

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Fred heard his number being called. He took his card and went to hand in the raw stones with his subordinates.

Upon seeing this, Winston looked at Vivian and asked curiously, "Do you still think that the stone in Fred's hand is more valuable than the one just now?"

When Vivian heard his seemingly provocative words, she glanced at Winston and saw there was only pure curiosity in his eyes. She replied, "Stone gambling is a type of gambling. My intuition tells me that those two are better."

Upon hearing this, Winston raised his brows again. He stroked his chin and shifted his gaze to the cutting machine.

Soon, the two raw gemstones were cut out one after another. Although the quality of the raw gemstones was not much different from that, the value difference between the two was still more than a million.