Qiao Wei'an

She was secretly the queen of mercenaries whose name would stun the world. But on the surface, she was only An Zhiyan, the first young lady of the An family. After being summoned home urgently by her parents, she was told that she was only an adopted daughter who was switched at birth, and that their poor real daughter would be coming home tomorrow. The real daughter kept up a pitiful act, causing the upper class society to mock and berate An Zhiyan. An Zhiyan didn’t care and was ready to leave the An family, but was then manipulated by the real daughter! She was even forced to marry a disabled man. 
On the day of her wedding, she escaped by getting into a strange man’s car. 
“Bro, do you feel like ruining a wedding?” 
To her surprise, the man helped her, and then she realized that he was a cripple. Since then, she was being latched on by this lunatic. An Zhiyan was furious and exposed the real daughter’s hypocritical facade. She even publicized all her outrageous actions, causing the An family to give up on her completely. After her revenge, An Zhiyan was ready to leave, but the crippled man pulled her into his embrace. 
She said angrily, “Weren’t you a cripple?” 
The man smiled devilishly. “I just can’t help myself from touching you, so I’m healed now.”
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An Zhiyan: Mercenary queen, indifferent, powerful
Huo Zui: Dignified, aloof, domineering, stubborn

Handsome Young Master, Mad Wife

Huo Zui thought of the strange woman he met on the road earlier. If his memory was correct, the time of the woman's appearance coincided with the time of the wedding.

Could it be that his bride was her?

When An Zhiyan came out of the An family residence area, it suddenly started to rain heavily.

However, the rain now was not tinged with blood like the last time.

She was in Jiangzhou in the Eastern Hemisphere. Before she woke up, she was shot dead by her godfather in the Western Hemisphere.

She had been reborn. This time, her fate was not controlled by anyone.

In the rain, she dragged her luggage and took a taxi to her biological mother's house.

She stood outside the house and rang the doorbell. She felt a little nervous. For eighteen years, she had not had any contact with her biological mother. She could not fathom her biological mother's attitude toward her visit.

What if her biological mother did not welcome her?

The door opened, and a middle-aged woman in an apron stood in front of her.

She looked nothing like the vulgarity described by the An family. Although her biological mother was dressed plainly, she had an elegant bearing and a slender figure. Her eyes were gentle, giving people the impression that she was a sweet person at first glance.

When her mother saw her, she froze on the spot. When her gaze fell on her soaked wedding dress and the suitcase in her hand, she fell silent.

She was clearly not prepared for her visit.

An Zhiyan's heart sank. Her decision to come here was a little rash.

"B*stards!" Her mother shouted. An Zhiyan did not expect such a gentle woman to suddenly swear, and she was shocked. Her mother took the suitcase from her hands and pulled her into the room. "How dare they?! They actually chased you out!"

An Zhiyan followed the woman into the room. Before she could see the layout of the room clearly, she was pulled into the woman's arms. Her mother was so angry that her whole body was shaking. An Zhiyan heard her trembling voice say, "Good girl, it's okay. From now on, this will be your home."

An Zhiyan's heart, which had been hollow for many years, was suddenly touched. "Mom..."

Jiang Xinlan couldn't hold back her tears for a moment.

The two stood at the door and hugged each other for a long time. Her mother finally composed herself and pulled her to sit on the sofa.

"Little Yan, wait for a while. The environment here might not be as good as the An family's… You'll have to make do." She awkwardly rubbed her apron, then, she mustered up the courage to look into her eyes and said seriously, "But I'll do my best to treat you well."

An Zhiyan couldn't help but laugh at her reaction. She tried not to laugh in front of her mother.

"I'll go get you a towel," Jiang Xinlan said happily as she jogged over to get a towel.

An Zhiyan looked around the room. Even though the house was small, it had everything that it needed. Furthermore, the room was very clean and tidy, and some of the items were placed in a very stylish manner.

An Zhiyan went to the bathroom to take a shower. Her mother prepared a table of food for her. After dinner, Jiang Xinlan suddenly thought of something and told her to sit on the sofa first before she quickly went upstairs.

An Zhiyan heard the sound of items being packed on the second floor. She knew that her mother must be tidying up An Yimo's room so that she could move in.

She walked around the living room to familiarize herself with the environment. She casually glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall. Her gaze paused.

"It's actually already been two years?" She looked at the date with a shocked expression.

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