After Tang Miao read a romance novel titled Thunderous Thunder, she found herself transformed into the vicious ex-wife in it, who had given birth to two children.
With a beautiful big-eyed loli who can run on the ground, and a cute little baby in her arms who is waiting to be fed, Tang Miao is completely healed...
In order to protect his two children, Tang Miao resolutely decided to break the plot line, stand on his own feet, and fight for the custody of his children.
Just...
The rich, handsome ex-husband CEO Lu Da, who had previously avoided her like a snake, suddenly turned into a drowned rat in front of her house on a thunderstorm night, with a pot of old hen soup in his hand. When he opened his mouth, he looked miserable.
"Miaomiao, I made some soup for you. It's good for your health. Drink some."
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I was very moved after reading the author's experience. I was isolated for a while, but the school atmosphere was better. There was no excessive behavior, just cold violence. . It was really uncomfortable during that time, and I especially hated activities involving more than two people, because no one was with me (although I want to open up now hhh). At that time, my class monitor and deskmate kept playing and chatting with me during that time, which really helped me a lot, otherwise I would feel that I was really autistic (maybe because he is a boy and doesn't care about the clique among girls hhhh)
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The typos that the author has something to say are so cute!
I haven't read it, but when I saw how resentful the author was, I didn't dare to read it because I was afraid that after reading it, I might scold him even more than the author did.
I was very moved after reading the author's experience. I was isolated for a while, but the school atmosphere was better. There was no excessive behavior, just cold violence. . It was really uncomfortable during that time, and I especially hated activities involving more than two people, because no one was with me (although I want to open up now hhh). At that time, my class monitor and deskmate kept playing and chatting with me during that time, which really helped me a lot, otherwise I would feel that I was really autistic (maybe because he is a boy and doesn't care about the clique among girls hhhh)
Press the claws Press the claws Press the claws
The typos that the author has something to say are so cute!
I haven't read it, but when I saw how resentful the author was, I didn't dare to read it because I was afraid that after reading it, I might scold him even more than the author did.
Good luck and wish you success! ~(￣▽￣~)~
Hahaha, help, forgive me for laughing.