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Dating My Scumbag Ex's Uncle

She was forced by her husband and his mistress to jump into the sea and commit suicide, only to be rescued and taken care of by the jerk's uncle for seven years. He had become her backer and protected her meticulously. For seven years, no one dared to look down on her. Her reputation was tarnished. She had a miscarriage and divorced before. The scumbag ex-husband was also his nephew. On the other hand, he would not marry anyone other than her. He did not care about rumors and barbaric words, and for this, he did not hesitate to go against the entire clan. … Initially, she thought that the most tragic thing in life was to love the wrong person. Later on, she realized that it wasn't. It turned out that the most tragic thing was that you finally found true love, but at that time, you were covered in wounds. She was as cold as ice and he was passionate as fire. She had persisted for seven years, and so had he. In the end, she still lost to that persistent flame and agreed to marry him. However, the night before they were about to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage certificate, she woke up and returned ten years ago. That year, she was in the prime of her youth. She was still as beautiful as ever, and her youth was not wasted. That year, he was handsome and promising. She looked at herself in front of the mirror and silently cried. "Uncle, this time, I'll give you the best.”

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Hijacking

Seeing that even the proud princess had spoken, I decided to let it be. But as I slowed down, the car behind us caught up. They soon passed us.

Before I could say anything, Mai Qi sighed. "The road is not ours. Let them be. Nanxing, we'll go slowly..." Before she could finish, I stepped on the brake.

This time, Mai Qi and Jing Ni fared better than before. They had their hands on the backseat, so they didn't smash their noses flat. This time, they didn't scold me because they saw that I was forced by the car in front to hit the brake.

The dyed hair's car cut in and blocked our path.

"What's going on?" The two girls whispered. I didn't say anything and locked the car door and window.

The dyed-hair man led two of his friend out of their car. They had the same dyed hairstyle. They were chewing gum as they walked towards us with a smile.

"Pretty ladies, come out to play!"

"Pretty ladies, come join us!"