Su Yueyue

Ye Muyu, an elite of a modern company, got married and had children directly after transmigrating. She became a talented scholar and the mother of two children, and she also found out that she had a husband who hated her very much. 

Not only that but there was also a reincarnated female supporting character, Tang Rou, who coveted her position. 

"Your position is mine, and I will be his rightful wife," Tang Rou uttered. 

Ye Muyu looked at the man in front of her who had a solemn expression on his face. She nodded calmly. "Sure."

The man instantly became defensive. "You're my wife. Don't even think about leaving me behind. Other people will have to get lost."

Her son wrapped his arms around her thigh. "Go away. My mother is a good person. If you bully her, I'll bite you to death."

Her daughter grabbed her arm. "You're a bad person. My mother is the best in the world. If you say anything bad about her, I'll report you to the police."

Tang Rou looked at the Ye family, who all seemed happy and content, and she secretly clenched her jaws. "This shouldn't have happened. Everything's changed!"

Peasant Woman's Decreed Life as a Wife

They would speak in tones of negotiation, but for some mid-level families with many clan members who spend extravagantly, they might look impressive on the surface; however, if they truly harbored any ambitions, Chu Heng's status might not be enough to suppress them.


Choosing a partner to collaborate with is essential.


Ye Muyu knew that Tang Dongfeng was the most knowledgeable about the situation in the capital, and asking him would be far better than fumbling around on her own.


Seeing that Ye Muyu did not hesitate to choose collaboration, Tang Dongfeng breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that, under current circumstances, they either had to work with the powerful or disclose some of the cream-making principles. Even if others could produce something similar, it would provide a way out.


But, revealing the principles of cream production could only affect ordinary people; the powerful wouldn't even glance at it.


Chapter 1101 Negotiation