Yao Yao Xian Er

Forced out by her step-mother, she was driven to desperation and had no way of surviving other than to sign herself away and marry herself into a rich and influential family. 
Three years into the marriage, her wealthy husband had spoiled her to heavens. 
The only problem was that they had no inheritors in their family. 
Inside the luxurious mansion, Pei Qiqi angrily threw a stack of newspaper onto the man, “The article is claiming that I am a hen who cannot lay eggs! But Tang Yu, it’s you who has issues!”
The man put down the newspaper and agreed to what his young wife was saying, “Why would they write false information? Your zodiac is the pig!”
“Tang! Yu!” She stomped her feet out of anger.
The man grinned, “So what we have no kids? You are my little baby.”
Pei Qiqi thought, how did this scene change so fast! 


Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

    When they occasionally met, they would only say a few words.


  he huan could not understand qin mo's thoughts, but she did not ask.


  Just like that, she lived with Shen ting and yihuan. With Shen ting's company, yihuan was not lonely. Every night, she would call Qin mo and seemed to be very satisfied. Shen ting would go to King Entertainment twice a week, and sometimes he would bring yihuan along. So, he Huan was the only one who had the least contact with Qin mo. Slowly, they became strangers.


  he huan couldn't even remember when she had thrown herself into his arms. his body temperature and breath had slowly faded away, and she had also forgotten that there was gossip about him and the public relations manager, or perhaps a small star under his company, on the weekly gossip magazine. KING entertainment had never dealt with public relations, so the news of their divorce was all over the place. on the other hand, the person involved was very calm.


mrs. qin, you have no backbone (10)