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

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"Neither one is better than the other! If not for this, we wouldn't have spent generations chasing after them!" He blurted out.

I suddenly came to a realization and exclaimed, "So you're from the same school of voodoo as Ma Ji."

He knew that he had misspoken and shut his mouth.

"I get it now. That's why you're able to cure her poison. I thought you two were enemies, but it turns out you two are from the same sect."

"What do you mean by that? I am not associated with that bitch. Her family was expelled from the sect three generations ago!" Mr. Li's expression was resentful and full of disdain.

"Oh?" I was confused. Banxia said that Ma Ji came from a tropical jungle tribe. I guessed that she had been with my uncle for a long time already. Otherwise, how could her Chinese be so fluent? "So, she's Chinese?" I probed.

Mr. Li said unhappily, "Of course she is. As long as she is not part of our tribe, she can be whoever she wants to be!"

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