The 1980s: A Swap Marriage in a Fishing Village Makes Me the Family’s Darling

In her past life, Bai Yiyao wasted twenty years in a cold marriage, only to learn at the very end that her husband had long been in cahoots with her stepsister.

Reborn, she has a scumbag fiancé? Perfect, she can leave him to Bai Weiwei, who has been plotting for him all along. She gladly agrees to swap their engagements.

Her scumbag father and stepmother covet the family fortune? One drop of blood, and her spatial realm opens, bringing her a vast fortune.

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At the dock in Danjia Village, Fu Tingli had just hauled in his fishing nets when someone told him that his city-bred “fiancée,” whom he had been avoiding at all costs, had arrived at the village entrance.

He furrowed his brow, full of confusion. Why would that girl, who cared so much about money and status, come here of her own accord?

Bai Yiyao was standing beneath the old banyan tree at the village entrance, lost in thought.

“Hello, are you Comrade Bai Weiwei?” Fu Tingli asked, his voice low, his gaze cool and appraising.

Coming back to herself, she watched the tall, straight-backed figure approach, carrying the sea breeze and a puzzled look, blocking out the scorching sun.

The man surpassed both the photograph and her imagination. His skin was bronze, his features striking. He was rough and real, like a reef on the shore.

Suppressing the flutter in her heart and her relief, she met his sharp gaze.

“Hello, Comrade Fu Tingli. I’m Bai Yiyao, Bai Weiwei’s older sister.”