Twilight Smoke Painting

# chief assistant
Zhao Chuchu was reborn in a time before the apocalypse. As soon as the space was filled with supplies, something fell from a high altitude and killed her. Then, she transmigrated, becoming a small villager in an unknown dynasty. She started this new life by taking out the natives, dealing with the plague, and becoming a divine doctor in one fell swoop. Using her fists, she gained high status. She bullied those scums until they cried for their mommy and begged for mercy. She produced large quantities of rice, beans, and sweet potatoes… She could do everything, and she earned a lot of money with that. Everyone watched as she reconciled with Xiao Xiucai. They watched until a baby was born, as well as until Xiao Xiucai became the top scholar and smoothly became the Chief Minister. Then, everyone waited for the day the Chief Minister would divorce his wife, who went through hardships in life with him. They waited and waited until the couple had grown old, the two living together for the rest of their lives.

The Chief Minister’s Ferocious Wife

Xie Heng's words caused the expressions of the gossipers to change drastically.

They looked as though they had eaten flies. They had failed to make Xie Heng disgusted at Zhao Chuchu and instead gagged at his response.

None of them could spend their families' money in such a manner. If they misspent even one cent, they would be scolded by their mothers-in-law and husbands!

"It doesn't sit well with you to see Da Lang letting me spend money like this, right? Bear with it. I still have many areas that I will spend money on. Da Lang will let me do as I please. No matter how you provoke him, he will not listen to you. Marrying a scholar is the beauty; they are very reasonable."

Zhao Chuchu chimed in, pouring oil onto the fire.

"Da Lang, all your money is mine, right?"

What Can I Do? It Must Be My Good Fortune