After Calling Off My Engagement in the 1970s, I Marry a Cunning, Rugged Man on a Whim

Apocalypse-era war goddess Shen Yue wakes up in the 1970s as a woman everyone takes advantage of. Her hypocritical fiancé adopts eight burdens to win himself a good reputation, then declares righteously, “Yueyue, once we’re married, you’ll have to love them as your own. Stop thinking about eating meat and buying new clothes all the time. You need to learn to give.”

Shen Yue flips him over her shoulder. “Dream on! I’m gorgeous, fair-skinned, and ridiculously strong. Why should I be your unpaid nanny? Let whoever wants the job do it!”

She calls off the engagement without hesitation and gives the worst offenders a beating. Now she plans to make money in the 1970s and become a rich woman with nothing but her fists.

But as soon as she gets off work, Zhou Ye, the hormone-charged big shot of the transport team, corners her against a wall.

His rough hand grips her slender waist, and dark desire stirs in his eyes. “I hear you don’t want to be anyone’s stepmother. Perfect. I don’t have kids, I’ve got plenty of stamina, and I can take a beating.”

Shen Yue raises an eyebrow and traces a finger over his Adam’s apple. “Oh? Just how much stamina?”

The big shot’s breathing catches. He presses her even closer, his voice unbearably hoarse. “Let’s get our marriage license today and go home to find out.”