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

"He doesn't smoke in front of me. He smokes when he's alone or with other people, but whenever he comes near me, he reeks of cigarette smell." He Dongxue glanced at He Zhilan, "Sister-in-law, there's a hidden meaning in your words."


He Zhilan pursed her lips and chuckled covertly, "Is there?"


He Dongxue nodded without hesitation, "Who is he to me, anyway? What does his smoking have to do with me? Why should I bother with him? Even if he smokes himself into lung cancer, tuberculosis, or lung abscess, it has nothing to do with me."


"Dongxue, who's so pitiful? To have lung cancer, tuberculosis, and lung abscess?" From the other side, Kang Xing suddenly chimed in with a sympathetic tone.


"Oh, some poor sod you don't know." He Dongxue replied importantly, then urged everyone to eat more, while she and He Zhilan went to the kitchen to bring out the stewed soup.


Chapter 917: Turbulent Year 8