Chestnut Bean Cake

(Father-son crematorium + strong female)
After five years of secret marriage, her husband never showed affection in public, and Lu Xining thought it was just his personality.
It wasn’t until he took their twin sons and his first love for a candlelight dinner and received online praise as a ‘godlike family’ did she completely lose hope.
Listening to her sons call another woman Aunt Xixi, Lu Xining decided she was done with an unloving husband and estranged sons, and henceforth, she would love herself only.
After divorce, she went back to a small village to pursue her old profession, growing herbs, treating ailments, and researching beauty products. Luxurious cars often visited the secluded village at night!
Learning she was looking for a father for her daughter, researchers, financial magnates, top idols, and film emperors... all kinds of big shots appeared, volunteering to win her favor.
Later, her ex-husband knelt on a bed of durian with regret on his face, ‘Xixi, I love you, shall we get back together?’
She sneered, ‘Ji Munye, doesn’t the sneaky affair taste good anymore?’
Her twin sons knelt on keyboards, ‘Mommy, we only want you!’
Lu Xining waved them off, ‘No, I can’t take it.’

Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!

Lu Xining just happened to look up and met Ji Muye's dark and unfathomable gaze.


She shifted her gaze away, not looking into the man's eyes.


At her side, Shang Lvxing caught sight of the slowly darkening shade in the man's eyes, and the corners of his mouth lifted almost imperceptibly for a moment before quickly settling back down.


Seeing Lu Xining's hand lightly resting on Shang Lvxing's arm, Ji Muye's eyes immediately darkened.


The banquet was in Phoenix County, next to Fuxian, a two-hour drive from Fuxian.


The place was famous because it was the hometown of Huang Shaosheng, a world-class jewelry design master, and also where he chose to live after retiring in his later years.


It was said that this jewelry design master was very temperamental.


No matter how much money you offered or how fine the materials were.


If he didn't like you as a person, he wouldn't agree to design even if you held a knife to his throat.


Chapter 327 Fake