Qiao Qiqi

Mum ran away, dad's crippled, and I'm about to be sold to a brothel.
Qiao Xiaomai rolled up her sleeves in anger: If you've taken from me, regurgitate it.
If you've seized what's mine, return it.
All scumbags, clear off.
A certain man finished tidying up the mess, rolled up his sleeves and pulled Qiao Xiaomai into a light laugh: "My lady, if you're this fiery and domineering at night, your husband..."
Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, patted the spot next to her: "My dear, come warm the bed~"

Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

"Dad sometimes gets confused and can't remember the accounts. You should take over this task." Zhuang Lühe can't read, but she can do math, and her calculations are always clear.


Qiao Xiaomai dislikes doing the accounts, and since she's married, she hands this task over to Zhuang Lühe.


Qiao Xiaomai has managed everything in this house seamlessly, and Zhuang Lühe does not interfere, she does not interfere at all.


Seeing Zhuang Lühe violently shaking her head, almost waking Qiao Dami in her arms, Qiao Xiaomai dropped the subject.


Zhuang Lühe still couldn't face the gaze of their fellow villagers.


Look at that shrew from the Sun Family who's been a bandit for over ten years, but still arrogantly stands with her hands on her hips when she sees the villagers.


The key to getting by in this world is having a thick skin.


Can other people's views lose you a slice of bread or a bit of money?


Chapter 628: Here, Pocket Money