Breeze Never Too Late

She, has always refused to let go of her childhood pride.
Initially, he forced her into submission in the harshest way possible, which made her despise him to the bone.
At twenty, she abandoned her husband, followed a man she thought was worthy of her, only to end up being violently mistreated.
Yet, it was he who raised her from the rain when she was at her most helpless moment.
Fate brought her back to her eighteenth year, for a do-over. She emerged from her cocoon, when hate was replaced by regret, she shed her thorny exterior, but does she still have the right to pursue happiness?
But why does he always remind her in the coldest voice, "He Zhilan, I don't want the He Family to raise an ungrateful wretch."
Or menacingly warn her, "He Zhilan, don't force me to take away your freedom!"

Stars In His Eyes

"Nonsense, you're my son. How could I ever dislike you? No matter if your big brother becomes a Great General or something, or your two sisters become some successful bosses or extraordinary doctors, in my heart, you four are all the same, with no distinction. You're all Dad's children. In my eyes, there won't be any favoritism."


He Zhongguo, fearing that He Da would overthink, quickly added, "If it weren't for you working to contribute to the family, saving every penny and sending money home every month, your two sisters wouldn't have had the money for school. We, the He Family, are not ungrateful people. Your sisters will remember your kindness."


"Second brother, rest assured that in the future, if I eat meat, you'll eat meat! If I have soup, you'll have some too!" He Zhilan leaned cheerfully onto her father, laughing, "Right, dad? We're a family. We'll weather the storms and hardships together, and also share the good times!"


Chapter 687: Sharing a Pillow after Divorce 9_1