a visitor from South Flight

"The new book 'Scolded as the Star of Death, All the Big Shots in the Capital Rush to Spoil Me' is now available!"
Also known as "Reborn Era: Getting Rich with the Check-In System."
[A physical powerhouse of a female lead vs. a vindictive, sarcastic, and elegant male protagonist]
After a laboratory explosion, Lin Tang returns to that impoverished era and is bound to a check-in system.
Before she has time to claim the newcomer gift pack, her fiancé, sporting an air of confidence, comes to break off the betrothal.
The reason being, he's about to secure a stable job.
Lin Tang looks at the ordinary yet self-assured man, parted her red lips slightly and said, "...break it off!"
Less than a month later, her ex-fiancé was fired for some reason.
Lin Tang took a stroll around the county and became the executive officer of the Broadcasting Station in the Textile Factory.
Ex-fiancé's internal OS: Is it too late to reconcile now?
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Those times were tough!
Despite being treasured by her three big brothers and parents, everything from food to cloth and even soap required coupons...
Even living frugally couldn't alleviate the miserable condition.
Looking at the black mush in the bowl, Lin Tang fell silent, “......”
Thankfully, she had a system!
Need anything? Just check in to get it.
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Many years later.
A handsome man looked at his delicate wife with a fair complexion, managing to keep a straight face as he said, “I heard you could knock out a wild boar with just two punches?”
Lin Tang's eyes sparkled, her fingers gently exerting force, and the Enamel Jar in her hand deformed. She responded in a stern manner, “Nonsense! Don't believe those rumors. We're civilized people and can't be that barbaric!”

My Beloved Super Fierce Wife

Deep in his heart, he wished he could tear the person who set him up into pieces!


As he wept, Ning Jianhua chastised himself.


Without uttering a single word in response, another lash whipped through the air.


Nervously, Ning Mingda clenched his eyes shut.


The porcelain vase on the table was hit and shattered into pieces on the floor.


"Dad?" Ning Mingda opened his eyes, full of confusion.


Ning Jianhua collected the whip with smooth, practiced movements.


"What's this about you seizing the peasants' communal property, as mentioned in the letter?"


As he spoke, the whip struck the palm of his hand, making a crackling sound.


To Ning Mingda, this sound was like the bell of doom.


Ning Mingda shook his head frantically.


338 Being Whipped