Su Qing woke up to find herself transmigrated into the body of a pitiful cannon-fodder girl in the 1970s, sold off to the countryside by her stepmother.
Did her sweet-faced stepsister want to see her humiliated? Did the village hoodlums want to take advantage of her?
Su Qing sneered. With a handy supply pack in her hands, she retaliated by smashing a brick over their heads and teaching them a lesson! No brooding, and no letting grudges wait!
To deal with scumbags in peace, she promptly set her sights on Huo Beiting, the village’s fiercest, wildest demobilized team leader, who had two adorable little kids in tow.
“Captain Huo, need a nanny? I’ll look after the kids for free, and I’ll even bring premium pork belly.”
Looking at the bright, sly young educated youth before him, the stern, rugged man’s gaze deepened. With a wave of his large hand, he signed their cohabitation agreement, under the guise of a “fake engagement.”
Everyone in the village waited for the delicate young woman to be scared off by the rugged man, or bullied into tears by his two little wolf cubs.
But then
The rebellious older boy became her fiercely protective son, and the withdrawn younger one was pampered into a thoughtful sweetheart.
And why was the stern team leader, who had said theirs was only an “arrangement,” looking at her with such smoldering eyes?
When her sweet-faced stepsister caused trouble, he had her sent away without mercy. When the troublemakers showed up, he stood in front of her with a military dagger in hand. “She’s my wife. Who dares touch her?”
On a stormy night when the power went out, the tall, broad-shouldered man pinned her against the door, his scorching breath falling against her ear.
The usually restrained, levelheaded man had blood-red eyes and a voice so husky it nearly undid her. “Qingqing, three years is too short. I want to sign up for the rest of my life…”
Wasn’t he supposed to be pretending she was his fiancée? Captain Huo, you’re spoiling her too much!
