(The era of 1v1 Shuangjie, the global hot and stubborn weed myth [Ni Yin] × the cold and majestic wife and strict business boss [Yong Cechen])
In her previous life, Ni Yin was a female author of Internet articles that was popular all over the Internet, with a manuscript fee of over one million. However, her husband coveted the writing property, and she teamed up with her lover to set up a dragnet, and died tragically in an abandoned factory.
Once reborn, she became the country girl who was beaten to death by her mother-in-law in that era.
Her mother's family doesn't care for her, her husband's family doesn't love her, her useless husband is violent at home, she doesn't have enough food and clothing, and she is enslaved by her vicious mother-in-law to rub the family's clothes in the winter. She doesn't know who caused the baby in her belly. The little daughter-in-law lives a miserable life worse than a dog.
Fortunately, during the peak period of online writing, Ni Yin held her account and password, struck while the iron was hot, and turned into an octopus to code like crazy. Taking advantage of the popularity of pursuing books in the two worlds, she once again became popular on the Internet and around the world, and her royalties were rising for free.
In addition to making money by coding, he also suppresses his parents-in-law and husband by force, and fights with fellow scholars and fellow villagers to spread rumors.
After collecting evidence of domestic violence from her current husband, she successfully divorced her and An Anwen lived an idyllic life with her son.
Fans are all over the world, with royalties exceeding 100 million, she is rich and free, and she occasionally teases and teases beautiful men, making Ni Yin smile from ear to ear.
Until she was cornered by a fiery and majestic man.
The man has hot lips and a hoarse and sexy voice:
"Why did you take my son to find another wild man?"
Ni Yin pressed against his chest ruthlessly: "Who are you forcing me to do?"
Yong Cechen's breathing was hot and his eyes were bloodshot: "Your man is my son's father."
