Transmigrating to the 1960s With a Shoe-Space and a Child: My Rough-Hewn Ex Is Fuming

Modern food blogger Jiang Ning opens her eyes and finds herself in the late 1960s, inhabiting the body of a love-struck, doomed woman who abandoned her husband and child. The original owner chased after a scummy educated youth, leaving her hungry little boy behind. In the end, she lost both her money and her man, and froze to death on the street.

Jiang Ning looks at the frail baby in her arms, then at the freezing weather outside. To hell with love. Making money and staying alive are what matter!

She acts at once, carrying the child to her ex-husband Shen Lie’s door. Weeping like a rain-soaked pear blossom, she cries, “Shen Lie, I don’t want a divorce anymore! That damned educated youth is dead! I’ll spend the rest of my life mourning him!”

Shen Lie has just returned from the army, and a vein throbs at his temple. He lifts her into the house, locks the door, then traps her in a corner with his imposing frame. His scorching breath brushes her ear. “Fine, you want to mourn me? Let’s see how you manage that tonight.”

Jiang Ning: Help! This backfired! My ex’s abs might be even harder than his temper!