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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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She even lied to Bai wenjin (1)

"You ..."

Er ya looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief and began to step back.

This man actually used his hand to block her hairpin for the sake of the child in his stomach. Was he crazy?

I told you not to hurt the child. I did something wrong, but the child is innocent.

Feng Lun looked at the hairpin in his hand and then at er ya, who had unkempt hair.

"Er ya, don't tell me you've never had feelings for me?"

"I ..."

Feng Lun, who was in front of her, stepped forward, while er ya stepped back.

Have you ever been moved?

There should be.

When she first met him, he was a gentlemanly and refined white-clothed teacher. How could he not be the object of idle chit-chat among the women in the village after dinner?

Her house was close to the school, so she had naturally seen him the most. It would be a lie to say that she had never had any improper thoughts.