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!

"You seem like a completely different person."


Cheng Cang's comment elicited a light laugh from Lu Xining.


She took out a mirror from the drawer and handed it to him, signaling him to take a look at his own neck.


The man's expression changed abruptly when he saw in the mirror that the foundation covering the scar on his neck had been wiped away by Lu Xining's fingertips. He finally understood the abrupt nature of her previous action.


Lu Xining pulled over a wet wipe and carefully cleaned her fingers that had just grazed Cheng Cang's cheek, her voice was clear, cold, yet forceful.


"You've received that thing Fang Lingling mentioned as well, haven't you?"


The wound on his neck was clearly caused by a blade or gun. Though the mark had faded significantly and had been concealed with foundation, the scar felt wide when she touched it with her fingertip just now.


Chapter 343: Worth, Incalculable