Su Jiaoniang transmigrated into a book, becoming the mother of the big villain from an ancient melodrama—a paranoid, ruthless, and sadistic man.
In the book, the big villain is a notoriously ...
The patriarchal system of male superiority over females seems truly abnormal!
When Su Jiaoniang saw Lu Wujiu accept this task, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes. He could actually accept such a seemingly absurd theory.
In this era, women are subservient to men, and are even less valuable than a piece of clothing.
She proposed the theory that daughters should be self-reliant.
I originally thought no one would understand.
People around her might even think she has something wrong with her head.
However, Lu Wujiu could accept it all.
He's truly someone whose thinking isn't rooted in ancient times.
If he lived in modern times, even with an ordinary background, he would surely make a name for himself.
"Then you continue with your work, I'll go check on the Deng family." Su Jiaoniang said, then turned and left.
For a fleeting moment, she actually wanted to open her heart to him.
A strange feeling.
It's very unfamiliar.
She had already been in a relationship with him, like a boyfriend and girlfriend in later generations, so why did she hear his indulgent voice, as if he were shouldering everything?
That's strange, she's not the type of person who needs someone to protect her.
When she met this person, she completely changed.
or……
Kill them!
Su Jiaoniang turned around and her gaze fell on Lu Wujiu.
She met the man's gentle gaze.
She quickly banished the thoughts from her mind. She wasn't some little Buddhist monk; there were other ways to solve problems besides killing.
She hurriedly went to Deng's room.
Ms. Deng lay in bed, unable to sleep.
He lay there, tossing and turning.
Tears have soaked the pillow.
She felt terrible, as if she had a lump in her throat, and she probably wouldn't be able to fall asleep unless she released that feeling.
Su Jiaoniang walked in, and she looked at Su Jiaoniang.
"You've come?" she asked, her voice slightly hoarse.
This feeling of losing everything, as if her past life had been wasted, made her feel uncomfortable and uneasy.