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Transmigrating as the Cannon-Fodder Stepmother of a Period Novel's Male Lead

Sun Qing woke up to find she had everything everyone else could ever dream of having. She had money, a house, a car, a son, and a cheap husband. Everything was ready-made. She thought she had achieved her happy ending without ever having to work, but who knew she'd transmigrate into a period novel and become the mistress who'd make the male lead cheat before dying just three years into the marriage? Sun Qing: I definitely won't act like a stupid woman. Can't I just focus on making money? She casually got into the renovating business. Her interior designs became wildly successful, and many material suppliers began to approach her with checks so that she would offer them guidance. She'd travel around the lake when she had free time with other rich women. She bought several plots of land there. In less than a month, the market value of those plots of land increased by several hundred times. The rich women all entrusted their wealth to Sun Qing and begged her to invest on their behalf. *** Running multiple businesses and making a lot of money, Sun Qing was so busy that she began to lose patience after waiting a long time. 'Why isn't he here to pick me up yet?' One day, Jiang Hui pressed Sun Qing against the bedroom door. There was a dangerous look in his eyes. "I heard you've been talking behind my back as of late." Sun Qing was slightly terrified. She quickly shook her head. "It wasn't me. I didn't do that. Don't make things up!"

Ge Shuxiao · Thành thị
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
40 Chs

The Liu Family is Here!

Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios

Uncle Li was about to ask when he felt a gust of wind blow past him. He widened his eyes and looked over.

Good lord! This little girl ran as if she was being chased by a dog with a kitchen knife!

Sun Qing saw a few people at the door from afar and thought they were neighbors. When she got closer, she realized that something was wrong. Wasn't this her house?

Those people were smashing her door with bricks. As they smashed it, they were even cursing, as if they were afraid that no one could hear them.

"Someone come and catch the thief! Catch the thief…" Sun Qing shouted as she rushed up with a kitchen knife.

No one came, but she shocked the people who smashed the door.

There were three people smashing the door. A pair of old men and women and a middle-aged man who looked to be in his 30s or 40s.

When the three of them saw Sun Qing rushing over with a kitchen knife, they quickly retreated in fear.

The middle-aged man quickly explained, "We're not thieves. This is our own house!"

Sun Qing raised her kitchen knife and glanced at the three of them. She immediately guessed who they were.

"Your house? What a joke. This is the first time I've seen such a bold thief who dares to say that this is his own home in front of the owner!"

After Sun Qing finished speaking, she immediately shouted at Uncle Li, "Uncle Li, they're thieves. Hurry up and call the police!"

If it were anyone else, he would have called the police. However, the old man and the old lady knew Old Li. When they saw Old Li get out of the car, they quickly pulled him aside.

"Old Li, you have to explain it to her. We're not thieves. The man in this family is our son-in-law!" The person who spoke was Liu Chunwang, Jiang Hai's grandpa.

Old Li gritted his teeth with a bitter expression. This family was too unreasonable. Seeing how the little girl was a warm-hearted person, he couldn't bear to let her get into trouble!

"Xiao Qing, let's go. They're right."

After Old Li finished speaking, he thought that Sun Qing would follow him. Unexpectedly, she stood still!

He had thought that this young lady was a smart girl just now, but he didn't expect her to be a hothead who didn't know how to be discerning.

He had lived for most of his life, but there were actually times when he misjudged!

Sun Qing glared at Liu Chunwang's family and sneered. "This is my house. You smashed my lock and kicked my door. If you don't give me an explanation today, I'll sue you to the public security bureau and say that you're thieves who broke into my house!"

When Liu Chunwang's family heard Sun Qing's words, they immediately panicked.

"This is our house. Who are you? Why are you randomly recognizing this as your home? Is there something wrong with your brain?!" Jiang Hai's grandma, Wang Lianxiang, relied on the fact that there were many people and that an acquaintance like Old Li was here. She wasn't afraid of Sun Qing, who was holding a kitchen knife. She placed her hands on her hips and started cursing.

Sun Qing had never lost in terms of aura when it came to scolding.

"Who are you lying to? Don't you know how to open the door with a key? If you smash the lock and kick the door open, you're a thief. Uncle Li, don't be afraid. Go and call the police. If there's anything, I'll support you!" Sun Qing held a kitchen knife in front of him with a 2.8-meter aura.

Old Li frowned. If he had known that this family would come, he wouldn't have entered this alley.

"Xiao Qing, forget it. They're really relatives of this family, not thieves. Let's go!" Old Li began to persuade Sun Qing not to get involved in their family's mess.

Sun Qing casually handed the kitchen knife to Old Li. "Uncle, hold it for me!"

Old Li had never seen such a fierce young lady in his life. He was worried for her.

Liu Chunwang thought that it was over and said to Sun Qing with a smile, "Little girl, we don't blame you. In the future, when you go out again, keep your eyes open. Don't be like a hothead who rushes up to everything. It's only because our countryside people are kind and honest that we won't argue with you!"

Wang Lianxiang nodded with a smile. "Yes, you little girl. If not for this misunderstanding, you would be quite likable!"

Sun Qing spat in her heart and rolled her eyes at them.

"Hey, little girl, are you not listening to our advice? If you continue forward, don't blame us for hitting you." When Liu Chunwang saw Sun Qing walk forward, he immediately took a step forward to block her.