Mountain Springs

She was forced by her husband and his mistress to jump into the sea and commit suicide, only to be rescued and taken care of by the jerk's uncle for seven years.

He had become her backer and protected her meticulously. For seven years, no one dared to look down on her.

Her reputation was tarnished. She had a miscarriage and divorced before. The scumbag ex-husband was also his nephew.

On the other hand, he would not marry anyone other than her. He did not care about rumors and barbaric words, and for this, he did not hesitate to go against the entire clan.

…

Initially, she thought that the most tragic thing in life was to love the wrong person.

Later on, she realized that it wasn't. It turned out that the most tragic thing was that you finally found true love, but at that time, you were covered in wounds.

She was as cold as ice and he was passionate as fire.

She had persisted for seven years, and so had he.

In the end, she still lost to that persistent flame and agreed to marry him.

However, the night before they were about to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage certificate, she woke up and returned ten years ago.

That year, she was in the prime of her youth. She was still as beautiful as ever, and her youth was not wasted.

That year, he was handsome and promising.

She looked at herself in front of the mirror and silently cried. "Uncle, this time, I'll give you the best.”

Dating My Scumbag Ex's Uncle

Lonelytree

After school, I waited for Jing Ni at our usual spot. I skipped on the colorful tiles as I memorized the vocab from my homework.

Then a large shadow loomed over me. "Hello, Nanxing."

I turned around. There were 3 boys in school uniforms. The one in the middle was tall and handsome. I looked at them wordlessly.

The boy in the middle looked at me with a shy smile. The boy next to him pushed him from behind. He lost his balance and staggered forward.

I subconsciously took a step back and studied them cautiously.

The boys next to him cheered, "Lee Yang, come on now, don't be shy! Didn't you tell us you will confess your feelings today? Be brave!"

Lee Yang? That is a familiar name. Lee Yang's face was red and he was flustered. He was a young and innocent boy.

I asked him directly, "Do you know Jing Yan?"

Lee Yang's face turned pale, so did the faces of the two boys behind him. I sighed, "So you are the legendary Lee Yang."