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

Shopkeeper He held a sweet potato strip in his hand, his eyes almost bulging out in surprise.


He was originally munching on a piece of dried sweet potato, but his jaw dropped at this news, nearly choking on the snack.


Qiao Xiaomai picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of tea, saying with a smile, "Here you go, have a sip to smooth it all down."


Shopkeeper He drained the cup, thumping his chest a few times. His face still wore a look of surprise. "Three hundred wen. Per pound? Per pound! Are you sure about this?"


This costs dozens of times more than meat. Isn't this highway robbery?


Chapter 669: Poor Presentation