My Wife Is a Treasure

A woman is a treasure, and so is a wife. Wu Xiaoman never felt that she had any misfortune, although her experience seemed very unfortunate to others. Her father had three wives. The eldest wife, Feng Su, had two daughters, Wu Xiaojuan and Wu Xiaoru. The second wife, Bao Spring Festival Gala, was also Wu Xiaoman's mother. She had only one daughter. In fact, she was supposed to have a younger brother, but she was miscarried by her third wife, Wang Meifeng, who was also her lover. Therefore, Wu Xiaoman's mother and Wang Meifeng were destined to have a mortal feud. Wang Meifeng also has two daughters, twins Wu Xiaoyan and Wu Xiaojing. Therefore, Wu Xiaoshu's father, Wu Boping, was extremely blessed. He was blessed with five daughters and a country of daughters. Wu Xiaoman often thinks to herself that she should have the surname Wu and get five thousand gold! Bao Chunwan has told her since she was a child to work hard and be stronger than the other four, especially those two from Wang Meifeng. But Wu Xiaoman was born to be ordinary, with average appearance, average grades, and average work. But one day, she finally had something that stood out, and that was her marriage to Yuan Zhao Yuanyang. This is the blessing that the Wu family has earned over several lifetimes. Because Brother Yuanyang, the authentic Cambrige MBA, the third generation of the Zhao family, the second generation of the rich, the most handsome among the rich and handsome, let Xiao Man, who is mediocre in everything, get away with her. This is too outstanding in front of those four plump and beautiful sisters. But Wu Xiaoman still didn't change her idea of ​​a small farmer, because she knew that the distance between her and Brother Yuanyang was too far. Brother Yuanyang's uncanny face could attract grass, not to mention flowers, and he had no interest in her at all. Fragment one: After Wu Xiaoman took a bath and came out wrapped in a bath towel, she saw Brother Yuanyang lying on the bed in a seductive posture, looking at her with a peach-shaped face. "Hey, Brother Yuanyang, you didn't go on a date today?" He smiled and stepped back. Damn it, if it's like this, aren't you afraid that she'll be hungry? "Brother Xiaoman, why are you retreating? I won't pounce on you?" "Bang" Xiaoman hit the door behind him. Fragment two: "Wu Xiaoman, I heard that Feng Zhao is your lover?" "Hey, what happened in the past, why are you mentioning him?" "It seems like he is in constant contact with you now." "Hmm" "It seems like this guy is obsessed with you." "You're such a thief, why are you mentioning something that happened a hundred years ago?" "Why are you mentioning him? I'm going to be a cuckold." "It's okay, I don't mind if you wear so many hats on me." "Wu Xiaoman, if you fucking cheat on me, I won't be able to spare you." Fragment three: "Wu Xiaoman, what did you do to my son?" "Knocked off" "You are so cruel" "Thank you for that slap" "Wu Xiaoman, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life." "Okay, I'll be waiting." At the other end of the corridor, Zhao Yuanyang clenched his fists, with a fortune in his heart, plummeting anger in his chest, and murderous intentions: "Wu Xiaoman, don't let me see you again in the end." At the corner of the corridor, Wu Xiaoman squatted weakly on the ground. Her face was pale and her hair was rough, like a golden retriever. But when a slanting light hit her face, coupled with the blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, she was a ghost, a female ghost.