Master Huo, Madam went to the bridge to set up a stall again.
In his previous life, Qin Ruan was caught up in the internal strife of the family and was framed to death.
After her rebirth, she held the pregnancy form in her hand and held her waist as she arrived outside the Huo family, a prestigious family in the capital.
The Huo family's grandson, Third Master Huo, was rumored to be decisive, cold, noble, temperamental, and heartless.
Third Master was going to marry an illegitimate daughter found by the Qin family.
Once this news was out, the entire capital exploded!
No one believed that an illegitimate daughter could sit firmly as the matriarch of the Huo family. Everyone was waiting for them to get a divorce.
Qin Ruan used her rebirth ability to set up a stall under the bridge and caused a reshuffle among the major forces in Beijing.
The fourth generation of the Huo family's golden grandson even crawled out of Qin Ruan's stomach.
Her true identity was gradually revealed, and for a time, no one underestimated her.
Year after year, Qin Ruan and Third Master Huo didn't get a divorce. Instead, they showed their affection to each other daily.
Everyone began to smash their bowls. They were stuffed with this bowl of dog food!
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Small Theater:
Qin Ruan: " Little brother, you're destined to be in love. I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster in the near future."
The famous Best Actor scoffed and turned to leave.
That night, the film emperor was in a sorry state. He begged Qin Ruan." Miss Qin, save me!"
Qin Ruan: " Boss, I can see that you're surrounded by black gas. I'm afraid you won't have long to live."
When the business tycoon heard this, he was so angry that he almost overturned her stall.
In less than two days, the big shot knelt in front of Qin Ruan and begged the master to save his life!
From then on, the new rich in the industry to the prestigious families all treated Qin Ruan as an honored guest.
She is a flower
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