Four years ago, after her father died and the company fell into crisis, Ye Chaojin had no choice but to return to China, inherit the company, and clean up a huge mess.
Four years later, with the company on stable footing, she was sick of the cutthroat business world and her exhausting relatives, who were always stirring up trouble. She chose to fake her death, leave society behind, and live in seclusion in the countryside.
Then a professional team packed her up overnight and delivered her to a remote, impoverished mountain village.
Ye Chaojin stared at a roof tile that had nearly fallen through a hole in the roof and crushed her to death, then at the daughter she'd just picked up for free. "..."
A returned agricultural expert, she spent her days growing crops and running a stall, and her evenings helping her bargain-bin daughter with her homework. Researching while raising a child, she found life pretty pleasant.
...But why had helping her neighbor livestream the sale of local agricultural products turned into a regional poverty-alleviation project? And why had the new crop seeds she'd distributed to other farmers ended up in the news?!
Ye Chaojin: I don't want to be famous! I just want to live in seclusion under an assumed identity!
Then, after an unexpected incident, someone came looking for her.
The man's voice trembled as he stared in shock and fury at Ye Chaojin, sitting on a truck loaded with vegetables at the market, wrapped in a flower-patterned padded coat that left only a narrow slit for her eyes. "...What are you doing?!"
Ye Chaojin had thick skin and a dark heart. With her hands tucked into her sleeves, she carried on with her nonsense. "Buying cabbage, big brother? Forty-five cents a pound, delivery for orders of a hundred pounds or more!"
Lin Xijing: "I'll buy your ass!"
Gorgeous farming CEO × Calm, dependable male assistant (Mom)
Warnings:
1. This is not a reborn, transmigration, or System novel. It has a bit of a golden finger. The female lead's fake death was arranged by a professional team, so don't nitpick the details.
2. Younger man romance, though the age gap is only two years.
[Coming Soon (Add it to your collection if you're interested!)] "We're the Toughest Class Yet"
Blurb:
At noon, during military training in the first year of high school at Wencheng No. 1 High School, all the new students were dragged into an unknown space. A crowd of students in green, blue, and cyan training uniforms looked completely bewildered.
Then "it" spoke: "Experimental subjects have entered the Gamma Energy Tower. Awaiting instructions."
The new students: "??? What does that mean?"
"It": "...Reprocessing data to provide experimental subjects with the language most familiar to them."
"It": "Translation complete."
"It": "Contestants, welcome to the unconventional competition! Now, listen to the question!"
The new students: "...Thank you so much!!"
And so, the top students who stood out had to face the upcoming college entrance exams while also navigating practice tests, mock exams, and simulated tests featuring a corpse-eating ghost baby in a train restroom, a deadly game of hide-and-seek at Alice's Mansion, a cannibalistic author in a horror library...
The entrance to each exam room was either in the director of studies' office or the boys' dormitory tea room. The locations were so devious that, to get into the exam rooms, the students had to risk being labeled troublemakers and play ambush games with the whole faculty.
Teachers: "You're the worst class I've ever taught!"
The students wept into the wind: "No, we're the toughest class yet!"
High-IQ, warm-hearted little angel Ke Xiangnan × Cold, ridiculously strong Guan Qing
[Warnings]
Although this is an infinite-flow novel, very few contestants die, almost none. They're high school students with bright futures ahead of them, so let's not be so cruel. At heart, this is a fairly cheerful school-themed infinite-flow story. If that doesn't appeal to you, proceed with caution.
Theme: Promote distinctive poverty alleviation in new rural communities, develop improved crops through research, and welcome the future.
It's September 1st, is it here?
Oh, I just came back in September, my god woo woo woo
Would it be better for me to keep this book and read it in ten and a half months?
I thought it would be a trap