Zhou Mingyuan was admitted to the Northern Qing Dynasty, became the factory director's daughter, and sent five yuan back to his poor wife in the countryside.
The whole village is waiting to see the joke of Shen Lan, the daughter of the village party secretary.
Shen Lan smiled: "Divorce? What a beautiful idea! This is the red line of the times, and you will only be able to work as a horse for me in this life."
Taking Bai Qiehei's son, who died tragically in his previous life, Shen Lan entered the city in glory.
At the gate of the university, she affectionately hugged the factory director's daughter and said, "Oh, brother Zhou is the most loyal person and promised to send fifty yuan to my country cousin every month!"
From that day on, Zhou Mingyuan, who was a high-ranking senior during the day, was forced to go to the black market in the middle of the night to carry big bags and do bad things.
He was so tired that he vomited blood and knelt down to beg for mercy: "Ancestor, please divorce me!"
Shen Lan smiled slightly: "Good boy, I have to count on your fiancée's dowry to pay for the mortgage for the school district house next month."
