The Sacred Ruins - Chapter 1390

[1V1 Shuangjie + female strong sweetness + wearing books + younger years + group pet + career]

Lan Shu traveled to a novel of real and fake daughters in the 1980s, and became the fat and stupid real daughter in the fake daughter’s control group. At the very beginning, she was asked to divorce by the scumbag.

Divorce is okay, she settled the bills, dumped the scumbag in anger, and went back to the village to lose weight, become beautiful, and become a group favorite.

Big brother: Don’t be sad, little sister, brother picked you a new husband.

Second brother: Although this kid has lost his memory, he has a great figure and a superb appearance.

Third brother: As long as the younger sister likes it, the family will spend money to raise it for you.

While raising a simple little milk dog, she started a business and made a fortune.

Unexpectedly, once the well-behaved little milk dog regained its memory and turned into a little wolf dog, it turned out to be the young master from Kyoto!

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The fake daughter thought that the real daughter who grew up in the countryside was just a rustic, ignorant and divorced village woman.

Unexpectedly, the real daughter she saw with her own eyes was actually a fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged, rich and powerful female president!

Even the young master of the Gu family, whom she can’t reach, is one of the suitors of the real daughter!

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The green tea lovers who admire her little milk dog: Brother is so good, what else are you dissatisfied with?

Lan Shu: Brother is so good, he was also trained by sister~!

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Rich and handsome little wolf dog VS commercial all-round face-controlling female boss

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She spent the night with the man who destroy her country, fleeing with their child in her arms. With that, she believed their relationship had come to an end. “Even if he’s another man’s child, even if he’s not of my blood, or even if he’s the child of a bastard, I’ll raise him as my own.” Until he came to her with eyes as ferocious as a beast. “Don’t even think about running away using the boy as an excuse. I’m still struggling to control the urge to crush the little creature that took you away from me.”

Anger. Pain. Desolation.