Coming soon: My Sweet Little Wife, From Ancient Times to the 1970s. Please add it to your favorites, lovely readers~
Blurb for the upcoming novel:
Xiyun, a pretty maid at the Jinyang Marquis's residence, was vivacious, clever, and exceptionally beautiful. Framed as having seduced the heir, she angered the marquis's wife and was beaten to death. But when she opened her eyes, Xiyun had arrived in the unfamiliar 1970s, in the body of Ye Xiyun, who had drowned.
Three days later, Xiyun was to be hurriedly married off to the young man who had saved her. He was handsome and had no one else around him, so Xiyun was satisfied.
Besides, she was going to get married one way or another. She might as well become the proper wife she'd always dreamed of. She... She would do her best to be a good wife.
Nie Xun knew that Ye Xiyun had someone else in her heart and had done foolish things chasing after a male educated youth. But with the rumors swirling, he had no choice but to marry her. He decided he would treat this delicate flower with icy indifference after the wedding, keep his distance, and live as a husband and wife in name only.
But on their wedding night, Xiyun shyly reached to unfasten his clothes.
Nie Xun, who had never been close to a woman, flushed bright red and was about to push away this flirtatious woman.
But in the moonlight, Xiyun tilted her head up, her cheeks rosy and her eyes sparkling as she smiled sweetly. "Honey, let's go to bed."
The refusal caught in his throat. His hands moved half a beat before his brain, and he took his new bride by the hand. "Let's go home."
Blurb:
Jiang Yingtao lay in a pool of blood...
Looking back on her life, she actually felt it wasn't so bad. She hadn't had the best, but she hadn't had the worst, either.
Other families favored sons over daughters, but at least she graduated from high school.
Other families worried themselves sick over their children, but she was carefree, with no children of her own.
Other couples had a big fight every few days, but she and her husband had gone three years without saying a word to each other.
She closed her eyes, then opened them again, reborn in the 1980s.
She was exactly twenty years old.
The first thing she did after being reborn was divorce her husband herself.
That man? Let whoever wants him have him.
She returned to her hometown with eight hundred mu of cherry orchards, determined to become the richest person in the county! But it was incredibly difficult for a divorced woman to make a life for herself.
Her sister-in-law couldn't stand her, so she...
Her hometown was suffering a drought, so she...
The cherry orchards yielded nothing, so she...
She pushed through every obstacle and kept moving toward her goal.
As for men?
Nothing matters more than making money.
Yes, I'm talking about you, Lu Tingxun.
The male lead's perspective:
Lu Tingxun had always thought he liked gentle, obedient girls.
Until he met Jiang Yingtao.
Then he understood:
Love trumps every argument, and principles can't stand against loving you.
Theme: A happy life is something you work for.
Cherry is 60 years old this year.
When we met for the first time, the woman took the initiative to wipe the man's face without his consent. Negative review
Everyone inside looks like a retard
Her parents don't want her to get a divorce, she doesn't look good, yet she still obeys her parents?! What grade was this written?
Big, I've taken a fancy to your pre-collection of the little charming wife from the 1970s to the present day.
Ma Qingmei? Ma Qinghe? Are these two people or one person?
What the hell does the author write? It's such a mess.
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This is the first time I have seen a period novel that dared to name the protagonist Jiang. I admire him and he is not afraid of death.
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