Lin Wanxing, who stayed up late to finish revising the 18th version of PPT, opened his eyes again and found himself lying on a carved wooden bed with the plaque "Mrs. Of the Crown Prince of the Marquis of Zhenguo Mansion" hanging above his head—— She transformed into the cannon-fodder mistress Shen Mingwei in the book who was framed by her green tea cousin, alienated by her children, coldly treated by the disabled prince, and finally passed away miserably. The only thing that made her happy was that she was a painless mother with two cold-blooded sons and a pink daughter.
As soon as she woke up, she saw her cousin Su Lianyue holding her little daughter and crying: "Sister, Nian An just broke a porcelain vase, why did you punish her to kneel in the ancestral hall?" The three children stared at her coldly, and the eldest son Xiao Jinyuan in the wheelchair had even cold eyes: "Shen Mingwei, if you can't tolerate the children, then go back to your parents' home." Outside the door, there was also the sound of the uncle of the second room thinking about the property of the Hou Mansion. My mother-in-law was hiding in the Taoist Temple and working as a hands-off shopkeeper. There was no room for her in the entire Hou Mansion.
Lin Wanxing sneered: You are used to being the "scapegoat" in the workplace, are you still afraid of this kind of house fight?
Let's look at my career methods. Let you know that in this Hou Mansion, Shen Mingwei has the final say!
