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After Lin Xu died, she discovered that the world she was in was a novel.
Her eldest son liked to imprison the female protagonist of the novel, engaging in sinister villainous acts with a dark room play.
Her youngest son would unfailingly draw substitute's blood and snatch substitutes' kidneys for the female protagonist’s legal antagonist — his unrequited love.
Her only daughter was the romantic fool forever revolving around the male protagonist of the novel.
If children are not disciplined, the mother is to blame. After being reborn, Lin Xu felt she should step in and discipline her wayward children.
However, before she could take action, her eldest son’s dark, handsome, and usually cold face blushed slightly as he asked in a low voice, “Can I touch my head?”
The middle son snorted and turned his head, his tone petulant, “I... I don’t want to go home, but if you insist, I'll do it begrudgingly.”
The youngest daughter rushed over, mercilessly pushing her brothers aside, “Mom, come and teach me how to solve this problem~”
Latter, both sons fought over the bowl of noodles Lin Xu cooked. What was a novel’s female protagonist? Nothing compared to their mother.
The daughter transformed herself, letting nothing from any novel’s male protagonist interfere with her studies!
The family was blissfully happy.
Latter, the revived, amnesiac husband suddenly appeared, cornering her against the wall, his eyes full of struggle, “Even if you're married, I still love you.”
Lin Xu pretended to be serious, “Is that so, then what should we do?”
He hugged her tightly, his voice muffled and pained, “Divorce him!”
Lin Xu chuckled secretly, “I’ll divorce him right away.”
Latter, after the husband regained his memory, he said through gritted teeth, “Over my dead body will we divorce!”

Rebirth: Pampered by My Children and Husband

Ji Yuqiao sprinted into the house as soon as she got out of the car, while Ji Tingyang and Ji Zeqiu were already seated on the sofa.


The living room walls were adorned with decorations and streamers, and colorful balloons were scattered in every corner of the room.


As she burst in, she could still smell the fragrance of food and cake wafting through the air.


Ji Yuqiao panted heavily, carelessly tossing her small backpack onto the sofa, "I'm not late, am I?"


"Mother hasn't come back yet; there's no need to rush," Ji Tingyang said with composure.


"That's good. I thought I might have come back too late," Ji Yuqiao said as she plopped down on the sofa, trying to catch her breath.


She had been so afraid of being late that she had left Zhao Jiayan at the library and run all the way home.


At that moment, he seemed to be saying something to her, but she didn't quite remember.


She decided she'd find time later to apologize to him.


Chapter 257 Illness