Niu Niu Mi

【Soft and Cute Female Lead VS Gentle and Rough Male Lead】
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Neither cherished by her father nor loved by her mother, from a poor family and overweight, married to a man who is not a good catch, Chen Hansui thought she was dealt a bad hand in life. Only after she died did she find out that her mother was a woman of power and her husband, a future local tyrant, loved her madly. Seeing the world from a different perspective changed everything... Upon her rebirth at the age of 20, Hansui decided to turn the bad cards she was dealt into a winning hand.
However, facing the village's most notorious mother-in-law, a weird and wacky sister-in-law, and a husband who isn't exactly a catch...
The soft and adorable Hansui cries out, "I can't do this."
The male lead: "I think you still have a fighting chance. Here, let me give you a little 'mouth-to-mouth resuscitation'."
Minefield: The male lead in this story is not much of a catch, with his only redeeming quality being that he treats the female lead well. The female lead is a sticky and adorable little thing. Even the outrageous mother-in-law and the sharp-tongued sister-in-law adore her. There's really not much to fight about. Villains who encounter such an adorable female lead automatically have 99% of their IQ blocked. Being the darling of the group means only sweetness lies ahead. 
Zhalang: Written by sweet-stylized Niuniu Mi
Goose flock: 346251814

I am chasing a rough man in the 80s

It was only quite some time later when Fan Huang received the registered letter.


Upon receipt, spotting another piece of paper inside, he unrolled it to find Suizi's distinct, legible script before his eyes.


Fan Huang held the piece of paper, staring at it for a full five minutes.


During these long five minutes, it seemed as if he had turned into a stone statue, his body completely unmoving, only subtle changes in his facial expression betraying any sense of his feelings.


From anger to raised eyebrows and then to laughter, ever shifting.


"This lass..." Fan Huang chuckled and shook his head.


A child drenched in poetry and literature, their tantrums even carry an irresistible scent of ink, quite lovely indeed.


The children Lijun raised in the countryside, whether in virtue or in knowledge, far surpass several young people in the family who are the same age as Suizi.


Such a rich array of expressions teased the curiosity of Meng Jun, who was waiting for Fan Huang's signature.


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