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Dating My Scumbag Ex's Uncle

She was forced by her husband and his mistress to jump into the sea and commit suicide, only to be rescued and taken care of by the jerk's uncle for seven years. He had become her backer and protected her meticulously. For seven years, no one dared to look down on her. Her reputation was tarnished. She had a miscarriage and divorced before. The scumbag ex-husband was also his nephew. On the other hand, he would not marry anyone other than her. He did not care about rumors and barbaric words, and for this, he did not hesitate to go against the entire clan. … Initially, she thought that the most tragic thing in life was to love the wrong person. Later on, she realized that it wasn't. It turned out that the most tragic thing was that you finally found true love, but at that time, you were covered in wounds. She was as cold as ice and he was passionate as fire. She had persisted for seven years, and so had he. In the end, she still lost to that persistent flame and agreed to marry him. However, the night before they were about to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage certificate, she woke up and returned ten years ago. That year, she was in the prime of her youth. She was still as beautiful as ever, and her youth was not wasted. That year, he was handsome and promising. She looked at herself in front of the mirror and silently cried. "Uncle, this time, I'll give you the best.”

Mountain Springs · Urban
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934 Chs

Fooling Around

Translator: Lonelytree

Ye Qian looked at me seriously.

I was stunned. "What's wrong?"

Ye Qian wanted to say something but hesitated.

My heart thumped. "Ye Qian, is something wrong with cousin Mo's body? Don't hide it from me. I haven't even had the chance to rejoice when I saw him. Quickly tell me!"

Ye Qian looked up at me. Just as she was about to speak, the bedroom door opened, and cousin Mo's wheelchair drove in.

Ye Qian immediately stood up and walked over. "You're awake? Why didn't you sleep more?"

"Cousin Mo!" I rushed over and sized him up from head to toe.

Cousin Mo looked up at me with the familiar faint smile on his lips.

I reached out to hold his hand and half-knelt beside his wheelchair. "Cousin Mo, what's wrong with your legs? What's wrong with your body?"

Instead of asking Ye Qian who was stuttering, I might as well ask cousin Mo directly!

Cousin Mo glanced at Ye Qian casually.

Ye Qian lowered her eyes.