Mr. San Shi

Jiang Yan had been reborn. In his previous life, he was duped by his own father—who ended up in prison—into taking on the responsibilities of the family. He had to care for his grandparents in place of his father, show respect to his uncles, maintain brotherly love...
In this life, he only wanted to breat free from these bloodsuckers, find a sugar "daddy", and by the way, nourish his stomach.
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Song Jiawen felt something was weird. That guy from next door—who had to return to the countryside to study because his father was imprisoned—suddenly switched from literature to science and joined her class, and even moved to the seat behind her. Ostensibly, he did it so she could tutor him in physics and biology, but why did she always feel like he had an ulterior motive?
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Years later, as Jiang Yan watched the soup simmering in the pot while soothing his son in his arms, he glanced back at his wife, who was leisurely watching TV on the sofa with her legs crossed, and thought miserably, this meal ticket he had married into was proving to be quite a struggle!

Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat

Upon hearing Mu Jiawen's voice, Yang Dan gradually calmed down too, her muddled thoughts clearing.


She thought to herself that she couldn't always rely on Jiajia to help out whenever there was trouble, could she?


Especially in this situation, where someone was accusing her right to her face, if she didn't retaliate, that would be utterly spineless.


As she saw the woman, furious and ashamed, about to charge at Mu Jiawen, Yang Dan hurried out from behind the cashier counter, took two steps forward, grabbed the woman's wavy long hair, and yanked it hard backward. Following a high-pitched scream, Yang Dan suddenly let go.


The woman fell to the ground with a thud.


A look of surprise flashed in Mu Jiawen's eyes, then she stood up, rolled up her sleeves, and walked to Yang Dan's side.


The two stood side by side, looking disdainfully at the woman on the ground.


Chapter 487: Knowing How to Handle Things