[Fictional period setting + putting scumbags in their place + sweet romance + personal space + love that grows over time]
Xu Ying spent her whole life brainwashed into working tirelessly for everyone. She pulled strings and ran around for her husband's political career, set up a street stall in all kinds of weather to earn money for her son to buy a home and get married, sold everything she had to support her daughter's lessons in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and cared for her paralyzed mother-in-law day and night. She even helped her husband's younger siblings become successful.
In the end, her husband said she embarrassed him. “Let's get divorced. My wife can't be some old, haggard woman.”
Her ungrateful son and daughter looked at her with nothing but disgust. “What are you to us? Aunt Lin is our real mother.”
Even her husband's family thought she was a nuisance. “Get out of our house, now!”
Used up and brokenhearted, Xu Ying set the whole family home ablaze in despair.
When she opened her eyes, Xu Ying had returned to one night in 1975, the night that would change the course of her life.
Looking at the handsome man beside her, with his sculpted abs, broad shoulders, and slim waist, she swore to herself:
This time, she would never make the same mistakes again.
Zhou Zaiye hated delicate, helpless women who couldn't lift a shoulder or raise a hand.
And yet he had married the most pampered, tender young educated woman in the production brigade, so soft she looked like she could melt at a touch.
At first, he treated her coldly. “We can get married, but don't expect me to love you.”
Later, he gazed at Xu Ying with burning eyes. “Wife, it's time for us to have a second child.”
P.S. Meeting you was the greatest joy of my life.