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

However, Tong Hui and Tong Zhuo still managed to retreat unscathed.

While tidying up the battlefield, the leader of the third party came to my little uncle and gave him a standard military salute. "Master Si, sorry for the disturbance. Our mission is to capture Tong Hui and Tong Zhuo. We'll be taking our leave first." With everyone watching, the entire team left. They had a strict military disciple. They didn't even look at us from the corner of their eyes.

My little uncle poked Qu Hao. "Did your father do this?"

Qu Hao smiled wryly. "Don't be silly. Don't you know what my father's occupation is? I would know if he's trained such a group of people. Plus, they're respectful to you. I thought they were your secret weapon."

My little uncle smiled sadly too. "What secret weapon? I've lost almost all of them in the past few years. Who are these people? Never mind. We'll thank them properly when we meet them next time."

Weapons