The 1970s: I’ll Squeeze My Scheming Brat and Scumbag Husband Dry

Zhou Mingyuan got into Qingbei University, married into the family of a factory director’s daughter, and sent five yuan back to the countryside to get rid of his humble wife.

The whole village waited to see Shen Lan, the village Party secretary’s daughter, become a laughingstock.

But Shen Lan only smiled. “Divorce? Not a chance! The rules of the times are clear. You’ll spend the rest of your life working like an ox for me.”

Taking along the hidden-dark-side son who had died tragically in her previous life, Shen Lan made a triumphant entrance into the city.

At the university gates, she affectionately linked arms with the factory director’s daughter. “Oh, Brother Zhou is such a loyal man. He promised to send his country cousin fifty yuan every month!”

From that day on, Zhou Mingyuan was a refined, aloof upperclassman by day, but at midnight he was forced to haul heavy loads at the black market and work as a black-market trader.

Exhausted and coughing up blood, he knelt and begged, “I’m begging you, please divorce me!”

Shen Lan smiled faintly. “Good boy. Next month, we’ll be counting on your fiancée’s dowry to pay the mortgage on our place in the school district.”