Leaf Whispering Serenely

An Hao leaped, thinking she had died, but to her surprise, when she opened her eyes, she found herself back in the year 1985. To live a second life, did she have to endure the abuse of her stepmother and stepsister again, the dislike of her mother-in-law and disdain from her sister-in-law, and the betrayal of her best friend who bravely became the other woman just to slap her in the face and climb the social ladder? Was she supposed to end her miserable life in poverty again? An Hao's answer was, "Eat! Shit! No!" She was determined to make something of herself, to get rich by capitalizing on her knowledge and aim for a well-off life. This time around, she was going to be the protective big sister who reformed her worthless little brother who had died a wretched death, and the virtuous wife to make up for her past neglect of her husband! She wouldn't let this life go to waste in despair! A malicious best friend? Coveting her man? Not a chance! Go hang out wherever it's cool! Cough cough, how did she not realize in her past life that this "Stoic King of Hell" was so indecent. Decent? You've had your fill of decency during the day.

Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s

Feng Yuzhi felt a tad awkward upon hearing this, "Oh dear, it was my mistake. I forgot to ask if there was anything you didn't like to eat when making the dumplings."


"Go quickly! Hurry to the kitchen and make some noodles for An Hao," Yan Luquan urged his wife to redo the dish.


"No need, no need," Zhang Yun quickly intervened, "We have ready-made food at home..."


"How can that be acceptable? There's no such thing as going home hungry and eating later," Feng Yuzhi said, standing up to go to the kitchen.


"Auntie, there's no need!" An Hao felt embarrassed to trouble the host on New Year's Eve and hurriedly said, "I'm fine, it's not that I can't eat it, I just don't like it much..."


"Exactly! Why make such a fuss? Do you think you are some noble lady who can afford to be picky?" Yan Huan couldn't stand An Hao's attitude and spoke out with sharp words.


"Child, how can you speak like that?" Feng Yuzhi glared at Yan Huan.


Chapter 729 Verbal Bank Run