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After Transmigrating Into a Novel, She Become the Opposing Character’s Mother

When she awoke, she had somehow become the mother of the three villains in the novel, and a vicious supporting character at that! Her husband was so angry that he left overnight without even bothering to put on his shoes. The three little brats became as mischievious as monkeys! The aloof, arrogant system told her that if she wanted to return, she had to be a good person and instruct the villains properly. Just as she was rolling up her sleeves to teacher her three little brats a lesson, her husband returned with great wealth! He even hugged her legs and refused to let go. What was he trying to do? *** The children's father said, “Your mother's health is delicate but she's good-tempered. Don't bully her.” The mischievious little brats, who had been punished by being made to stand upside down, "Dad, open your eyes wide and look. Who's bullying who?" The children's father added, “My wife is honest and never causes trouble. All of you should give in to her.” The individuals who had been beaten up until they were black and blue, "Who should give into who now?" "My wife is virtuous and obedient. If I tell her to go east, she won't dare to go to the west!" The children's father brought over a basin of warm water. “My wife, the water for washing your feet is ready. Let me massage your feet!“

Painted Green Garden · โรแมนซ์ทั่วไป
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Don't disturb my sleep (5) _1

Xie zhaodi didn't dare to go home, or rather, she didn't know how to face it.

Even though Bai Wenjing had told her that the old lady's wife was a fierce one, she still couldn't put her heart at ease.

After all, Xue Qingshan was a man who had been with her for more than ten years. She just said that she would find a new person.

Although she didn't usually know what was good or bad about this man, at this moment, she was a little unconvinced and a little sad.

So, Xie zhaodi squatted at the door for a long time until night fell and her stomach growled with hunger. Only then did she have the courage to step in.

The lights in the house were already lit, and the dim oil lamp made the whole house look even more gloomy and depressing.

She finally bit the bullet and walked in, just to hear how the new woman got along with her man.