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Well-known fashion designer Jiang Wanqing found herself back in the 1980s when she opened her eyes. Looking at the handsome man with thick eyebrows and big eyes in front of him, Jiang Wanqing pinched herself hard. Is this what she wants to marry? Accept your fate! This is a lower probability than winning a lottery ticket, which is a great thing. As a face-control person, Jiang Wanqing smiled and bent over. Everyone in the village said that the old Jiang family pushed their daughter into the fire pit. However, everyone knew that Jiang Wanqing had been pampered like an ancestor since the first day she got married. The knowledgeable mother-in-law: "Wan Qing, I've stewed chicken soup for you on the stove, so you can make up for it." The elegant and scholarly father-in-law said: "Now that you are married, Wan Qing is the treasured daughter of my old Qin family." The lively and cheerful sister-in-law said: "My sister-in-law is beautiful and skillful, and has a kind heart." Life was harmonious, Jiang Wanqing raped the baby with her left hand, and twisted the handsome husband's ear with her right hand, "Do the people in the village say you don't love me?