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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 · Geral
Classificações insuficientes
1849 Chs

Really Sad

Editor: Henyee Translations

Zhao Mu confronted Ms. Qin in private and, growing increasingly impatient, pressed her to reveal the truth.

Ms. Qin sobbed uncontrollably, struggling to catch her breath as she vehemently denied any wrongdoing.

However, her tendency to cry and complain at the slightest provocation, a behavior witnessed countless times before, led Zhao Mu to dismiss her protestations as mere habit. He remained skeptical of her honesty.

Frustrated by her continued resistance, Zhao Mu's anger flared, culminating in two sharp slaps and an ultimatum: she must confess.

Ms. Qin, hands shielding her face, wept bitterly, genuinely distressed this time.

She was acutely aware of the trust Old Master had in her. She wasn't lying!

Why did no one believe her when she swore by her honesty?

Ms. Qin couldn't fathom the disbelief surrounding her.