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Transmigrated Hood Princess: Master Wu's Wife is not Weak

When sassy, street-smart Amber from Chicago's roughest neighborhood finds herself transmigrated into Song Yanyan's curvy form, she's in for a rude awakening. Trapped in the gilded cage of Wuhan's snobby elite society, Amber must quickly adapt her gangster wit and tough spirit to this new, foreign world. However, Amber is no wilting flower. With her brave hood mentality and sharp tongue, she turns Master Wu's mission upside down. As she unravels the dark secrets behind her new identity, Amber goes toe-to-toe with the arrogant young master, their flames of rivalry soon sparking an unexpected passion. In this world of decadence and deceit, Amber must fight to replace Song Yanyan's meek persona with her bold, unapologetic flair. From intense clashes to wild romantic entanglements, she'll deliver scorching face-slaps to any who dare underestimate the transmigrated hood princess. Brimming with drama, action, laughter, and jaw-dropping revelations, one thing is certain - Master Wu's wife is no shrinking violet. Can this fish-out-of-water hood princess rise as the elite world's feistiest new queen?

FlameWitch · Fantasia
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144 Chs

Chapter 121

Author's POV:

The opulent Wang family villa, nestled in the heart of Beijing's most exclusive district, was in a state of barely contained chaos. The news of Huang Yanyan's rescue had spread like wildfire, and the once-confident family now found themselves scrambling to prepare for the inevitable storm that was about to descend upon them.

Wang Dazhong paced the length of his study, his face a mask of fury and concern. The elegant room, with its antique furniture and priceless artifacts, seemed to mock him with its air of permanence. He knew that everything they had built over generations was now at risk.

"How could this happen?" he growled, slamming his fist on the mahogany desk. "We had her! She was supposed to disappear!"

His wife, Zhao Yuzhen, sat rigidly in a plush armchair, her usual composure cracking under the weight of their predicament. "Dazhong, we need to think clearly. The Wus and the Huangs will be coming for us. We need a plan."