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I Became the Male Lead's Stepmother After Transmigrating

Xiang Xiaoyuan transmigrated to a book with a male lead, becoming the male lead’s stepmother. However, being seventeen and in the middle of his adolescent phase, the male lead virtually ignored his stepmother, and while his father was thirty-nine and a gorgeous man carrying maturity and elegance, he was enigmatic, with no one capable of knowing what he’s thinking. Xiang Xiaoyuan: The first rule of transmigration, value your life and stay away from the male lead! Being self-conscious, Xiang Xiaoyuan decided to focus on making money, and her business was booming… but before her hopes to get rich were fulfilled, she somehow dealt with her husband and stepson? The male lead said gingerly, “I won’t think of you as my real mother, but don’t worry—I’ll be a good son and you won’t live out your final years tragically. Xiang Xiaoyuan: “…Thanks.” Some other day, her husband stood at the doorway, stopping her and growling, “I heard about something you mentioned outside, that men only care more when they’re older? So? Are you complaining that I’m old now?” Xiang Xiaoyuan said, “…Wait, listen to me!” Lu Wanggui was a cold person, which led to her ex-wife divorcing him, and he was not particularly close to his son. Later, to give his son a ‘home’ and to avoid his parent’s ramblings, he married another wife—a docile, dutiful wife. But unbeknownst to him, that docile, dutiful wife had changed, and she even had the guts to scold him now. Pursing his lips in displeasure, Lu Wanggui was about to remind her of their prenuptial agreement when his son suddenly popped up to defend her! Lu Wanggui: “???” What’s going on? Weren’t things cold between these two? The son: “Ahem. Father, Stepmother… isn’t that bad.”

Little Garden · Geral
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170 Chs

Fortunately, There Was Xiang Xiaoyuan!

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Lu Wanggui inspected the company. When he was done, more than an hour had passed. It just so happened that there wasn't much time left for the next meeting, the company manager reluctantly sent Lu Wanggui away.

Lu Wanggui walked out of the company. The sun was scorching hot above his head. He looked around casually and saw a few people in overalls moving goods not far away. He stopped in his tracks.

The manager followed his line of sight and hurriedly explained, "These are the few porters hired by the company."

Lu Wanggui smiled and nodded. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and recognized his son, Lu Bei, in the crowd in one glance.

Lu Bei was not used to it at the beginning, but now that he could move goods without panting, it proved that he had indeed grown a lot in this job.

Lu Wanggui gazed at him deeply. When he was Lu Bei's age, he had done a lot more work than Lu Bei, so others might feel sorry for his child, but he would not.