Mistress, She Gave up Her Choice.

The full text has been completed and will be available starting from Chapter 32 on September 14~ The copy of the pre-received article "Cinnabar Moles Come from the Underworld" is below~ Feel free to click on the author's column to collect it~ Copywriting of this article: After two years of hard work in running the company, Ning Ruohan suddenly no longer wanted to do it. Although the husband said that he did not take concubines, he never cared about the inner house, arranged marriages, and had no feelings. Her mother-in-law and sister-in-law were unhappy with her all day long, hoping to take back the housekeeping rights from her. Two years later, Ning Ruohan looked at her increasingly receding hairline, feeling uncontrollably sad. Give up, quit, the mistress has given up! So Ning Ruohan threw away her housekeeping rights and started shopping and drinking wine. She was just about to force Gan Pei to write a divorce letter so that she could live a happy retirement life. Unexpectedly, the cold-faced husband suddenly changed and followed her for a walk and shopping, except for drinking flower wine. "Madam, my sister said she was reluctant to let you go, so she gave you her favorite hosta." "Madam, mother said that you are the best housekeeper, and she wants to hand over her own shop to you." "Madam, the doctor said today is the best day to conceive. I want to..." "Bah!" Ning Ruohan, who couldn't listen anymore, shrank back to the bed again, trying to push him away with a red face, "Don't you always dislike me? Why don't you let me go?" Gan Pei leaned over and looked at her, his eyes filled with affection that had been brewing for several years, "My wife, this is nonsense. My husband fell in love with my wife at first sight three years ago and will remain with her until death." Food guide: Happy cookies Empty, very empty, very empty No time travel, no rebirth Copywriting of "Cinnabar Mole Comes from the Underworld": Yin Huan often dislikes his face, not because it's not good-looking, but because the god who gave him the shape in the first place was based on his sweetheart. Shen Jinzhu has been in love with his junior sister since he joined the school, and he hopes to marry her every day after he comes down from the mountain. The dice of fate rolled for the first time, and Yin Huan, who had been Meng Po for hundreds of years, fell into the mortal world and lost all her divine power. The junior sister eloped with others, and Shen Jinzhu, who was called home, was arranged to get married. The cheerful suona rang again and again. In the sedan was Yin Huan, who was holding his breath and being married off, and outside the sedan was Shen Jinzhu, who had a dark face and was unwilling to marry. On the first night of their wedding, Shen Jinzhu opened his hijab and confessed his feelings, earnestly urging her to run away. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the bride crying, her eyes red, holding his face and howling. He also said how could he look like this. Shen Jinzhu is angry. He is handsome and charming. How can he make people cry because of his appearance? And Yin Huan, who was crying and wiping her nose on him, took the time to make a decision in her heart. Just because he had the face of a god, she would definitely stay with him! Pulling up her loose collar in disgust, Shen Jinzhu said solemnly: "Girl, I have Bai Yueguang!" Complaining that mortals are weak and troublesome, Yin Huan winked seductively: "Then I will kill that piece of white moonlight and become your cinnabar mole!" The dice of fate rolled again, and after she was finally in his heart, Shen Jinzhu could only hold her body in his arms, feeling like a knife and regretting it too much. Intention: Always be yourself