Flowers not yet withered

The famed War King set his sights on a simple farmer's daughter, not hesitating to keep himself pure as he engaged in nurturing her.
Everyone thought that Sikong Mo, the War King, was destined to be a bachelor for life, but unexpectedly, news came that the renowned War King was to be wed, and his bride was to be a mere farmer's daughter.
The daughters of the rich and noble roared in outrage, "Why her?"
Sikong Mo appeared silently, "Because I said so."
Born of wealthy parents, she was abandoned by them once again, replaced and poisoned, but fate did not forsake her, allowing her to cling stubbornly to life.
Sikong Mo, "I empathize with you, we are a match made in heaven."
Ye Jiu, "No, no, no, we are not the same. I have the Golden Finger, helping me reach the pinnacle of life."
Sikong Mo, "Hmm? Have you forgotten who gave you that Golden Finger?"
Ye Jiu deflated a bit guiltily, and slipped away.
With Plane Space at hand, wealth throughout the world is unparalleled.

My Princess Holds Superpowers

Watching Mrs. He and Ye Jiu's smiles, which resembled those of cats that got the cream, Old Man Ye secretly wiped off some sweat.


Ever since the soap business took off, the mother-daughter duo's confidence and momentum had been growing stronger, making him feel somewhat inadequate as the head of the household.


But there was nothing he could do about it, after all, who made it so that the money earned by his daughter was clenched in his wife's hands?


He himself still had to live by others' faces, and thinking about his eldest daughter, Old Man Ye sighed inwardly. He truly felt powerless and unable to help.


"By the way, how are we arranging dinner?" Old Man Ye asked Mrs. He.


In the past couple of days, Mrs. He had been injured by Big Sister Ye's push. Although it wasn't serious, no one dared to take it lightly.


Thus, the meals for the main house were being taken care of in turns by the first and second houses.


254 going from door to door to borrow money