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I am chasing a rough man in the 80s

【Soft and Cute Female Lead VS Gentle and Rough Male Lead】 The new book "Hey, The Ancestors Are Coming" has been uploaded Neither cherished by her father nor loved by her mother, from a poor family and overweight, married to a man who is not a good catch, Chen Hansui thought she was dealt a bad hand in life. Only after she died did she find out that her mother was a woman of power and her husband, a future local tyrant, loved her madly. Seeing the world from a different perspective changed everything... Upon her rebirth at the age of 20, Hansui decided to turn the bad cards she was dealt into a winning hand. However, facing the village's most notorious mother-in-law, a weird and wacky sister-in-law, and a husband who isn't exactly a catch... The soft and adorable Hansui cries out, "I can't do this." The male lead: "I think you still have a fighting chance. Here, let me give you a little 'mouth-to-mouth resuscitation'." Minefield: The male lead in this story is not much of a catch, with his only redeeming quality being that he treats the female lead well. The female lead is a sticky and adorable little thing. Even the outrageous mother-in-law and the sharp-tongued sister-in-law adore her. There's really not much to fight about. Villains who encounter such an adorable female lead automatically have 99% of their IQ blocked. Being the darling of the group means only sweetness lies ahead. Zhalang: Written by sweet-stylized Niuniu Mi Goose flock: 346251814

Niu Niu Mi · Urbano
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1044 Chs

Chapter 106: I Really Am a Weak Woman

Suizi had prepared dinner, and was now waiting for Jiaojiao's return.

Time ticked away, and it was already dark, but Jiaojiao hadn't returned.

The house was eerily quiet.

Normally, at meal times, their home would be bustling. The small dinner table would be set up and the family would gather around it, talking about the ups and downs of their day.

But today, the unusual silence made Suizi take off her apron and furrow her brows.

Standing at the door, she looked out at the dark cluster of houses in the village, each surrounded by pinpricks of light spilling out from their homes.

It was dinner time and the roads were quiet.

Unable to see Jiaojiao, Suizi felt uneasy.

Jiaojiao was usually the first in line for dinner.

Yesterday, her younger uncle had visited, and they'd made several delicious dishes, one of which was Jiaojiao's favorite, chicken stew with mushrooms. Suizi had purposely saved a plate of it for today's meal.