Unhappy Southern Stream

As a top manager, everyone constantly tries to curry favor with Li Xiwu. And due to her identity as Mrs. Pei, the rich and the powerful would always greet her politely. A celebrity instructor, and the wife of a man from a rich family... Is there anyone who would not envy her? However, only Li Xiwu knows that she is a substitute for Mr. Pei's unrequited love, and none of her titles or privileges have anything to do with her.***Losing yourself after being someone else's substitute is a tedious thing. Having gained that epiphany, Li Xiwu began to ponder how she should claim alimony of astronomical proportions from Mr. Pei. However, while she was obsessing over how to get rich from the divorce, her mother-in-law, who had always disliked her, invited her to take part in a variety show, while promising to make her rich. Li Xiwu's lips curled into a grin. "Fortune favors the brave!”At first, her mother-in-law constantly attempted to embarrass her, and netizens were all moaning about how she was the most pitiful rich daughter-in-law! Later, her mother-in-law was inseparable from Li Xiwu, and would keep bragging about her to everyone she met, leaving the netizens cheering: Leave the face-slapping to Mrs. Pei! Li Xiwu did not expect herself to shoot to fame in the variety show either. However, while she was convinced that she could get a smooth divorce afterward, her mother-in-law called her son immediately as soon as the variety show ended.“Divorce my baby, and I will disown you!”Mr. Pei: ??? 

I Refused to Be a Substitute, and Shot to Fame on a Variety Show With My Mother-In-Law

Pei Jiao looked at Wei Yu's fleeing figure and smiled unconsciously. It was only when the door closed and Wei Yu was long gone that the smile on her lips slowly faded.

She looked down at the scarf in her hand. It was still half-finished and not very well knitted. Compared to the scarf sold outside, the needlework was extremely crude. Although Wei Yu did not say if he liked it, he definitely did not hate it.

Recalling the redness at the edge of Wei Yu's ear when he left just now… Pei Jiao's eyes became even more determined.

The next day, Pei Jiao woke up very early. It hadn't snowed recently, and the weather had improved a lot. She wasn't dressed as thickly as before, and it was easier to dress. After tidying herself up, she took the time to wait outside the door.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Wei Yu opened the door and came out with a document bag.

Give Her Private Space