Yan Mengmengmeng

(Historical Romance + Family Affection + Wealth Accumulation + Feel-Good/Light Novel)

The money-loving Film Queen Xia Ningxing time-traveled into an eight-year-old cute kid in a historical setting.

Not only did she have five brothers who doted on her as if she were their life, but she also had a mother who treasured her like a precious gem, and most importantly, the future tycoon male lead lived next door.

However, in the story, the male lead died young, leaving behind a huge inheritance. To be able to inherit this wealth, Film Queen Xia Ningxing began her pursuit plan in reverse.

Later, the male lead pushed Ningxing against the corner of the wall, "I heard that you're marrying me just to wait for my early demise so you can inherit my wealth?"

"......" Oops! Caught red-handed!

"Too bad, this time I won't neglect my health for the sake of my career. My last health check was normal in all aspects, I should live at least to a hundred years old."

"!!!!!"

She never expected that the tycoon doomed to die young was actually reborn!

(New book "Eighties' Family Darling At Five And A Half" is out~)

Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties

Xia Jiaojiao met her gaze without fear, propped her chin with her hand, and bore the look of someone enjoying a good show.


Whether she forfeited next or went up to perform, she was just waiting to embarrass herself!


She simply couldn't believe a country bumpkin could play the guzheng!


"There must be some mistake, I'll go talk to your class teacher...," he started to rise from his seat as he spoke, but as he was about to stand up, a pair of soft, boneless hands landed on his shoulder.


These hands were surprisingly strong, pushing him back into his seat.


He looked up instinctively, meeting Xia Ningxing's calm eyes, "No need, brother. I'm going on stage to play the instrument."


It was just playing the instrument, no big deal.


She was calm and steady, completely unaffected by the sudden surprise, not showing even the slightest bit of nervousness—instead, the corners of her mouth revealed a hint of scorn.


Chapter 161 Art Festival 3_1