Yan Xiaomo

What's it like to be wrongfully killed? Cheng Su felt she'd really hit rock bottom when she was yanked out of a building by someone who jumped. Talk about a true miscarriage of justice! But when she opened her eyes again, she found herself back in the eighties, replacing the 'culprit'? In her last life, she was clear and alone, but in this life, she had a promising, dazzling military husband, as well as a cocky and domineering third child? Ugh, spit on that! She had died with cheats, so since the husband was hers, she'd beat anyone who dared to snatch him—pummel one, annihilate two. She'd make gourmet food to sell at a stall, start a chain of restaurants, and earn the money herself. She'd have the children, flirt with her husband, and fight off any mistresses; as long as her military husband doted on her, all was good. With this cheat-code life, she wanted to eat well, drink well, gain both fame and fortune, and together with her husband, make a home anew! "This story is purely fictional. Please do not take it seriously or imitate it. Any similarities are purely coincidental."

Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

You can tell how someone is feeling just by looking at their face, and Ning Ge circled around Cheng Su a few times, clicking his tongue in wonder.


"What are you doing?" Cheng Su glared at him.


"I'm just curious how Big Brother Qi managed to sweet-talk you," Ning Ge pointed at her face and said, "Just one night and your face has bloomed like peach blossoms, all smiles and radiance, like a completely different person from yesterday!"


Cheng Su's face turned red, "Go away, what kind of man gossips like you do?"


"Come on, tell me, so I can learn a few tricks for future use," Ning Ge said with a sly grin.


"When you get a wife, I will tell you then. Anyway, you're 25, aren't you? It's about time you got married, right?" Cheng Su looked back at him.


"Stop right there, I've said I won't get married until after I'm thirty!"


Cheng Su opened her mouth to speak, then thought better of it; she doubted this man would be interested in Qiulan anyway.


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