Fleeing a Wedding at the Funeral Hall: The Rough-Hewn Neighbor Coaxes Her to Have His Baby Every Night

Shen Xingruo transmigrated into the 1970s as the frail young widow in the compound with the worst reputation for bringing husbands to an early grave. Her entire family had died as martyrs, leaving her a massive pension, but her awful relatives wanted to sell her to an abusive man in exchange for a better future. Looking at her five-year-old daughter in her arms and the eight-year-old nephew abandoned by her sister-in-law, Shen Xingruo gritted her teeth. “Fine, I'll marry!” She set her sights on Li Yanche, the retired soldier next door, a man with a bad political background and a gloomy son. The compound called him the “Living Yama.” Everyone was waiting to laugh at them: one was a delicate woman who couldn't look after herself, the other was a cold man who had no idea how to treat a woman. Surely their life together would be a disaster, and they'd be divorced in three days! But after they married... By day, Shen Xingruo kept three wayward little troublemakers firmly in line, while thriving at her library job. At night, the tough man rumored to have no interest in women massaged Shen Xingruo's aching waist and coaxed her in a low voice: “Ruoruo, have another daughter for me...”