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Rebirth: Pampered by My Children and Husband

After Lin Xu died, she discovered that the world she was in was a novel. Her eldest son liked to imprison the female protagonist of the novel, engaging in sinister villainous acts with a dark room play. Her youngest son would unfailingly draw substitute's blood and snatch substitutes' kidneys for the female protagonist’s legal antagonist — his unrequited love. Her only daughter was the romantic fool forever revolving around the male protagonist of the novel. If children are not disciplined, the mother is to blame. After being reborn, Lin Xu felt she should step in and discipline her wayward children. However, before she could take action, her eldest son’s dark, handsome, and usually cold face blushed slightly as he asked in a low voice, “Can I touch my head?” The middle son snorted and turned his head, his tone petulant, “I... I don’t want to go home, but if you insist, I'll do it begrudgingly.” The youngest daughter rushed over, mercilessly pushing her brothers aside, “Mom, come and teach me how to solve this problem~” Latter, both sons fought over the bowl of noodles Lin Xu cooked. What was a novel’s female protagonist? Nothing compared to their mother. The daughter transformed herself, letting nothing from any novel’s male protagonist interfere with her studies! The family was blissfully happy. Latter, the revived, amnesiac husband suddenly appeared, cornering her against the wall, his eyes full of struggle, “Even if you're married, I still love you.” Lin Xu pretended to be serious, “Is that so, then what should we do?” He hugged her tightly, his voice muffled and pained, “Divorce him!” Lin Xu chuckled secretly, “I’ll divorce him right away.” Latter, after the husband regained his memory, he said through gritted teeth, “Over my dead body will we divorce!”

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Chapter 61: Auction House

Ji Zeqiu's fever had subsided, but his body was still somewhat weak. Seeing that there were still two or three days left of his leave, his manager simply let him go home to rest.

Back at the apartment, after taking his medicine Ji Zeqiu lay in bed and drifted into a heavy sleep.

His eyebrows were tightly furrowed, as if he was not sleeping peacefully.

Ji Zeqiu dreamed he was curled up in a dark corner, endlessly waiting for Wen Li's arrival.

The ticking of the clock echoed in his ears incessantly, at first, he followed the ticking sound in his mind, thirty, three hundred, three thousand…

Gradually, he lost track of the count, was it millions or tens of millions?

The ticking sound continued, bit by bit torturing the will of his wait.

But the door remained tightly shut, with no one coming to find him.

He buried his head between his legs, biting his lips hard, just as he was about to give up, finally, there was a noise at the door.