My wife who comes from a wealthy family - Chapter 62 - 63: Ill Intentions

When Viscount Ascham’s House’s eldest daughter, Adele von Ascham, became 10 years old, she remembered everything with an intense headache.

Yin Yin is the new bedside mother-in-law who specializes in protecting the safe and healthy growth of children in the world. However, she found that more and more parents do not pay attention to their children’s growth, which leads to the original innocence and cuteness A child’s life is miserable.

Yin Yin decided to go down to earth to become the mother of the children and protect the happy lives of those poor children.

World (updated in no order):

1: A patriarchal mother

2: The queen mother who gave birth to a child in hidden marriage

3: Mothers of left-behind children

4: Single mothers of divorced children

5: The mother of a child with autism

6: The mother of a disabled child

7: “For You” Strong Mom

8: The eccentric mother who abused her adopted child

9: The real and fake daughter of a peasant mother

10: Second child mother

11: The Queen Mother of the Nine Sons

12: The gold-worshiping mother who holds the upper hand

13: Superstitious illiterate mother

14: Stepmother whose mother became a stepmother

15: The poor mother who abandoned her husband and child

16: The Fallen Wealthy Mother

17: Abducted college mother

18: Divorced mother of blind child

19: The loving mother who lacks love for the little father-in-law

20: To be added

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I found myself lost in a different world, the characters I once read about in web novels were in front of me, harassing me, ruining my damn day. Also, a shitty system that asks you to do strange quests. But you know, the only good thing about all this: I have a beautiful face, it's nice to look in the mirror... ha, ha... I'm going crazy! How the hell am I going to survive in this damn world?tring![System Notification]- [Mission]*Participate in the NOVA Academy entrance exam[Compensation: ??][Failure: System loss]

I was sixteen when the gods abandoned me.The Blessing Ritual was supposed to grant me power, a divine gift to carve my future. Instead, I received nothing. No abilities. No hope. Just another nameless soul left to rot in a world ruled by strength.Fine. If the gods wouldn’t bless me, I’d make my own power.For ten years, I clawed my way forward, experimenting with forces no human should touch. I pushed too far—and it killed me.Then I woke up.Sixteen again. Back at the Ritual. But this time, something changed.Time bends at my will. Blood moves when I command it.The gods still won’t acknowledge me, but it doesn’t matter. This world isn’t fair, and I’ve stopped playing by its rules. Faith and Chaos clash in my veins, and I will use them both.They wanted a Chosen Hero, someone to dance to their tune.Well, too bad for them—I’ll carve my own fate.