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

Chuchu followed the sound to look over. The white-clothed Qiao Heting was still in the flamboyant nobleman's posture. He walked in, shaking a gold-drawn paper fan. His handsome face was full of sarcasm.

The Fourth Old Mr. Ye did not know Qiao Heting. Seeing such a young and elegant man swaggering in, he took several more glances at him.

Probably because Qiao Heting's clothes were luxurious and gave off a noble vibe, unlike a child of an ordinary family, he did not dare to come up and be rude to Qiao Heting.

"Who are you? How dare you stop the official from doing his job?" Fourth Old Mr. Ye stared coldly at Qiao Heting.

"An official on an errand? Why don't I see any official here? You are faking the court's order. Do you have any respect for the law of the emperor?"

"Brat, this is Guangqing Province. I guessed from your accent that you are not a local, right? Mind your own business, or it won't do you any good!"

Clean His Clock!