Reborn in the 1980s: Dumping a Jerk for a Real Man

Reborn on the day she called off her engagement, she tore up the marriage contract in front of everyone.

"I don't want this marriage anymore."

Her home was bare, and she didn't have a penny to her name. She set up a pot and put the braising skills she'd learned in her previous life to work, starting with a small stall at the market. Chicken feet, duck necks, pig trotters: the aroma carried for miles, and customers lined up from morning till night.

When jealous rivals came to cause trouble, she faced them with a knife and refused to back down an inch.

But she never expected Lu Zheng, the taciturn, rugged police officer who came to buy braised snacks without saying a word, to step forward when she was at her lowest. He was dark-skinned, with rough hands, and so quiet he seemed like a sealed gourd. Yet the money those big hands handed her was always stacked neatly.

"If you run into trouble, come to me."

Later, her braised-food stall became a clothing shop, the clothing shop became a wholesale market, and the wholesale market grew into the largest fabric mall in the province. She brought traditional craftsmanship to new heights and sold Chinese fabrics abroad.

She became the queen of fabrics.

And he remained just as quiet, waiting for her at the door every night until she finished work. His hands were still so rough, but when they held hers, they were warm.

In this life, she dumped the scumbag, married the rugged man, and took her fate into her own hands.