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The Chief Minister’s Ferocious Wife

# chief assistant Zhao Chuchu was reborn in a time before the apocalypse. As soon as the space was filled with supplies, something fell from a high altitude and killed her. Then, she transmigrated, becoming a small villager in an unknown dynasty. She started this new life by taking out the natives, dealing with the plague, and becoming a divine doctor in one fell swoop. Using her fists, she gained high status. She bullied those scums until they cried for their mommy and begged for mercy. She produced large quantities of rice, beans, and sweet potatoes… She could do everything, and she earned a lot of money with that. Everyone watched as she reconciled with Xiao Xiucai. They watched until a baby was born, as well as until Xiao Xiucai became the top scholar and smoothly became the Chief Minister. Then, everyone waited for the day the Chief Minister would divorce his wife, who went through hardships in life with him. They waited and waited until the couple had grown old, the two living together for the rest of their lives.

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Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Zhao Chuchu was in a great mood.

In her previous life, she was used to seeing men who did whatever they wanted just because they were powerful, and Xie Heng's innocence managed to hit Zhao Chuchu's sweet spot.

The same went for Zhao Chuchu as well. Although this was her third life, she was the same as Xie Heng. She never had a boyfriend!

The only difference was that Xie Heng was married, but she wasn't.

But Xie Heng's marriage had no meaning. There was no communication at all with his wife. They were just strangers under the same roof.

"Chuchu, tell me if the water is boiling. I'll go read a book for a while." Xie Heng's voice came from the outside.

"Okay," Zhao Chuchu answered loudly.

Immediately after, Xie Heng's footsteps were heard entering the house.

When the water boiled, Xie Heng came back.

This time his expression was back to normal, as if nothing had happened.