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Lucky Little Wife Reborn in 90s With A Space

# endoftheyear Ji Yuanyuan was the type of person who would ruin a nicely dealt hand. She could have led a carefree life under her family and ex-husband’s protection. Alas, for the sake of a scum named Zhao Tianhua, she caused her mother to die an aggrieved death, her eldest brother to die in a foreign land, and her second brother to be run over by a car and had his head disembodied. She herself even died from childbirth in a shabby house at the countryside, and her baby was strangled to death by Zhao Tianhua. It was right before her death that she learned that her quiet ex-husband almost went mad searching for her. Ji Yuanyuan was reborn back into the 90s era with extreme luck and a mysterious spatial ability. Since then, Ji Yuanyuan would find money on the ground, boars would run into trees on their own if she was lost in the wild, and her investments would all be successful… When the b*stard scum, Zhao Tianhua approached her again, Ji Yuanyuan kicked him away and latched onto her ex-husband’s leg instead. “Sir, please protect me.”

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Biên tập viên: Dragon Boat Translation

After a moment, Gong Wenbai seemed to have noticed Li Miao's awkwardness.

"That was a few years ago. I let it go a long time ago. By the way, how's your school?"

Seeing that Gong Wenbai had changed the topic, Li Mao heaved a sigh of relief in her heart and started to chat with him about her university life.

When the children squeezed into the crowd, Gong Wenbai and Li Miao stopped talking and stared at them with eager eyes.

The main reason was that there were too many people.

Ji Zi'ang was a glutton and dragged Li Miao along to buy this and that. After a while, Li Miao and Gong Wenbai were carrying several bags.

Qin Mucheng was like a little gentleman and kept protecting Ji Yuanyuan.

"Aunty, I want this!" Ji Zi'ang pointed at a small stall selling malt candy and acted coquettishly with Li Miao.

Li Miao had no choice but to squeeze over and say to the stall owner, "Big Sister, how much is one pound?"