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Farm Girl's Manor

[Farming]+[Space]+[Heartwarming]+[Prosperity]+[Defeating Scum] Mo Yan, reduced to ashes by an explosion, was reborn in ancient times, becoming a little farm girl on the run from famine! Above her, a kind and handsome Scholar father - not bad! Below her, a lively and adorable pair of younger siblings - very good! But really, she felt like dying all over again, you know? On the run, going without food, drink, or shelter was one thing, but to always guard against bad guys who might capture her to fill their bellies was another! Luckily, her upgradable Space from the previous life followed her, but what the heck - that amazing Space with mountains, water, and meat to eat had been formatted! Faced with a desperate situation, Mo Yan reignited her fighting spirit: So what if it's formatted, I'll still make a fortune and build my wealth right at the foot of the Imperial City! Carving out mountains, planting orchards, buying shops, building houses... not one less! But... there are so many green-eyed troublemakers! Your farm is yours? Here, I'll trap you to death without discussion! Want to be my stepmom? Fine, I'll send you a bunch of widowers! Mother looking for you? Here, take the divorce papers, keep them, don't thank me! ... What? A handsome man is proposing? Uh, this... should I throw myself at him? PS: 1. Insist on farming without wavering + atypical domestic skirmish + no palace intrigue 2. The writing style is fairly serious, and values are normal (not excluding the occasional whimsy of the author) Links to completed works: [Abandoned Farm Girl: A Beautiful Countryside] Link: http://read.xxsy.net/info/527965.html [The General's Legitimate Daughter Not to be Messed With] Link: http://read.xxsy.net/info/473776.html

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Chapter 406: Ruthless (2)_1

That family background, appearance, and future prospects were all impeccable. Using the terminology of a previous life, he would be described as a top-tier "tall, rich, and handsome" man, no doubt the dream son-in-law of many aristocratic madams, not someone just anyone could aspire to marry. Yet she was merely a farmer's daughter, and between the two of them lay a chasm too vast to cross. Even if her feelings were not unrequited, this reality could not be changed!

Mo Yan looked at the letter in her hands, her expression complex as she slowly unfolded it, to find only a brief eight words: "With utmost joy, I shall hold dear!"

Her eyes fixed on those eight words, a wave of warmth rushed to her cheeks, muddling her mind, as an indescribable whirl of thoughts entwined tightly around her heart, unable to be dispelled for a long time.