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The Valiant Farmgirl's Blackhearted Husband Wants a Hug

# TWOFACED # PURELOVE # MINISTER Qin Xiaoyao transmigrated one day, becoming the recently married wife of the Song Family, whom everyone in the village scorned for being poor and desperate. Her mother-in-law was sick, while her uncle and aunt were very young. Her husband was gorgeous but was bed-ridden with illness. They all lived in a small straw hut and would survive daily on what rice and soup they could scrape together. However, she was the very cause of their desperation. As the youngest daughter of a butcher, her father forced this marriage on her because of her husband's good looks and scholarly title. She married Song Que precisely like she wished but could not bear the life of poverty and had very much dug herself a hole. Glancing at her own round figure, she sighed. It turns out that she was the one who was tricked instead! Female lead: A woman from the future. Strong physically but also possess superpowers. A sucker for good-looking men. Smart.Male lead: Reincarnated. An evil-looking man who was ruthless.A comedy with strong lead characters. Welcome to your new pit, dearies.

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Chapter 112: It Must Have Been Deliberate

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

"I… I have to go! Ye'er, you must listen to your Big Brother at home, okay?" After she finished speaking, Qin Xiaoyao fled without even looking at Song Ye.

If she didn't run away, she was afraid that her face would turn as red as a baboon's butt.

"Oh, okay." Seeing his sister-in-law run off in a hurry, the little child responded with a little disappointment.

Then, he returned to the room.

At this moment, the little child realized that his big brother had actually gotten up and even walked to the door. He seemed to have seen the little one giving his sister-in-law the candy.

At this moment, Song Que had an odd expression on his face.

When he saw his younger brother looking at him with an innocent gaze, he quickly regained his composure.

"Ahem! Let's continue with our studies," he said.

With that, he walked back to the desk on his crutches.