Yan Xiaomo

Before Wufu was reborn, she had no idea there was such a thing as rebirth. Only after her rebirth did she realize Heaven must have thought her previous life was too smooth, so it sent her to suffer in this ancient land where morality, decency, and the Female Precepts were held in high esteem, pitiful indeed! From being a master jade carver to having her soul transmigrate into a farm girl with a wretched background, she was bullied and humiliated. Even the bun-selling mother advised her that forbearance is gold? Bullshit! She could endure, but her other identity absolutely could not—robbers, swept away; insults to her mother, you're crippled... Wufu has a saying, for every insult and humiliation, I will repay a hundredfold. But what's with this one? He doesn't bully her; he only wants to sleep with her? And he even dares... to mount her? Well, a lord can endure, but Wufu cannot. Mount him back, life or death, a hundred years, neither owes the other anything!

Doted By The Regent King

Wufu, in her previous life, was an orphan and didn't have any particularly in-depth ideas about family development and inheritance. She understood her own circumstances well, unencumbered by attachments, which actually gave her a sense of freedom. Therefore, she also hadn't bothered to learn how a family should develop or what exactly made a great household.


She was unaware, but Xiao Li was very much aware; not only aware but also intimately familiar—it couldn't be helped, considering his master was no ordinary person.


Thus, Xiao Li's suggestions were all aimed at what it meant to be a great household. If she were to act as a Clan Matron, how she should manage household affairs and take charge of matters.


Seeing Wufu's bewildered look, Xiao Li felt, for a moment, as if he had become a housekeeper.


Chapter 362: Displaying Power