Song Luo came into the Xue family, and she and Xue Yaozong had been dependent on each other for ten years. She never thought that the man who had devoted ten years of his life would bring home his lover who had been living outside not long after he got the property!
He said that now is a new society that advocates free love.
At this moment, Song Luo understood that she was not living in the 21st century, but in the Republic of China, which ate people without spitting out their bones.
After Song Luo and the eldest young master announced their divorce, she was rejected by her parents for not being able to capture the man's heart. The second young master Xue Qiming said that she was nothing without the protection of the Xue family.
The industry she worked so hard to build was destroyed by Xue Yaozong's threat of divorce.
Even when Song Luo was setting up a food stall in the city, he would be publicly humiliated by the young master's new wife.
Her step-by-step concessions earned her disdain and suppression from everyone.
In the era of cannibalism, Song Luo put away its goodwill and put up hard armor to the outside world.
The family that sucked her blood, the third son who humiliated her, the younger brother who looked down on her, and the second young master Xue who used to oppose her every day...
One year after the divorce, Song Luo, who had no Xue family, relied on her own hard work to stand up in troubled times.
Xue Yaozong often hears people mention how wonderful his ex-wife is.
Xue Yaozong discovered that his once good-for-nothing wife actually knew a lot of things, could write beautiful handwriting, knew advanced mathematics that he did not know, and was also very good at doing business...
Many years later, when Song Luo entered the Xu family again in the name of the second young wife of the Xu family, Xue Yaozong was extremely drunk on her wedding day.
Song Luo heard him calling Song Luo's name even after he was drunk.
Delayed affection is worse than grass. She will not let go of any old acquaintances who have bullied her.
Small theater:
Xue Qiming: Song Luo, you, a village woman, are you worthy of fighting me?
Song Luo: (ignoring his younger brother...)
Xue Qiming: You are the abandoned wife of our Xue family now. If you are willing to bow your head and beg me, considering that we have known each other for many years, I might be able to help you.
Song Luo: Are you finished? I want to go out, Master Xue, please don't interfere with my going out.
Many years later.
Xue Qiming: I like you. I don't mind your second marriage. Marry me.
Song Luo: But, I despise your Xue family.
Xue Qiming: I can give you a chance for revenge!
Song Luo: If I don't marry you, I can still take revenge!
A maid with a lot of wisdom and a near-demon vs. A handsome and wealthy young master
The female protagonist is three years older than the male protagonist, and they are in love with each other.
Shuangjie, this should be considered a slap in the face.
If there are any bugs in the plot, please point them out.
Author's words:
In reality, never play with these two types of people. They sell you, and you are still counting their money happily!
The ex-husband chases his wife in the crematorium, the kind where the ashes are scattered. Won't get back together, won't get back together, won't get back together.
The ex-husband's new wife was the one who forced the palace to take the lead.
The male protagonist is just a bitch and tsundere, Shuang Jie.
In the early stage, the relationship between the male protagonist and the female protagonist was very pure. There is no ethical plot, all enlightenment begins after divorce, and the confrontation between the two people as opponents in the early stage is also very interesting.
Background: Republic of China.
I have an average history and will try my best to look up information.
Naked update, the content will be adjusted according to reader feedback, and the outline has been written.
I hope that the new story will bring you a different new experience.
Reject ginseng attack and hope for a better world.
Determine to write six thousand words every day. I can also write the other pit, but it's just slower.
Intention: Never bow to fate, always hold the initiative in your own hands.