A Strongwoman in the 1970s: She Becomes the Factory Director’s Daughter-in-Law

Jilted by her scumbag fiancé from the start, then pressured by her stepmother to take her younger sister’s place and suffer in the countryside?

Zhao Xiaoyun lets out a cold laugh, tears up the engagement letter with a flick of her wrist, and knocks the scumbag’s teeth flying with a slap!

Then she saves the factory director’s wife when she suddenly suffers a heart attack, and is whisked straight into the Hongxing Factory compound, becoming the factory director’s daughter-in-law, someone her ex-fiancé’s family can only dream of reaching!

Rumor has it that the factory director’s son, Lu Zheng, is a “living hellraiser” discharged from the army after an injury: hot-tempered and unruly.

On their wedding night, he pins her against the door with a cold expression, his eyes full of wariness. “You’d better behave. All I want is some peace and quiet.”

Zhao Xiaoyun blinks her innocent doe eyes, then swiftly flips him over her shoulder and pins him to the bed. Her voice is soft and sweet, but her words are lethal: “What a coincidence. All I want is your city residency permit.”

Later, people in the compound are horrified to discover that the seemingly delicate new bride, who looks as if a gust of wind could knock her over, can lift a three-hundred-jin water vat with one hand and use it to block her nasty neighbor’s doorway!

Brushing the dust from her hands, Zhao Xiaoyun throws herself into Lu Zheng’s arms and pouts, “Honey, that water vat was so heavy. My hand hurts~”

The once-feared hothead blushes to the tips of his ears, cradling her little hand and gently blowing on it. “Leave the rough work to me next time.”

Outsiders think Zhao Xiaoyun is walking on eggshells in the factory director’s household. They have no idea that by day she gossips and takes on troublemakers in the compound, and by night she makes a fortune on the black market, all while taming that unruly man into her very own loyal puppy.

Until one day, a mysterious jade pendant draws her into a shocking conspiracy involving the real and fake heiresses of the capital, and danger closes in from all sides.

In the darkness, Lu Zheng holds her tight, his eyes filled with a frenzied, possessive devotion. “I don’t care whose heiress she is. For the rest of your life, you can only be mine, Lu Zheng’s!”