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 ...
Things that have been planned will naturally not be interrupted.
Of course, this doesn't mean watching people die or going to dangerous environments.
Rather, they would have gone if it were them.
Faith is more precious than life!
...
Life is priceless, but it's better to die a glorious death than to live a life of confusion and ignorance.
Su Jiaoniang later learned about these things.
The moment I found out, my heart pounded and ached.
But I am also relieved.
She was fearless in the face of death; that was her back then.
Someone will always walk on this road.
May there never be poppy traffickers in the world again.
May everyone know the horrors of the poppy.
Su Jiaoniang looked at Rong Zhen in the courtyard and felt a pang of regret. Her son had poached the accountant from her job.
Well, thankfully, after all this time, we've found a reliable accountant.
The restaurant was as bustling as ever.
It wasn't affected much.
Su Jiaoniang saw Xiaoya and Gouhua walking in from outside.
I washed the dust off my fingers.
A lot of fireworks were set off during this period.
Whether it's the Great Zhou or the Great Qi, they have firecrackers and firecrackers, but as for fireworks, it takes some effort to put them into making them.
We need to find a time and an empty place to set them off.
Go see the results.
We must hide somewhere, so no one can see us.
We should consult Rong Zhen about the choice of location.
After all, no one knew the capital city better than Rong Zhen.
Upon hearing Su Jiaoniang's question, Rong Zhen had an idea and asked, "Is there a place where I can go and watch?"
"Sure, let's take Rong Ke and Sister Feng with us, let's go see the miracles, the romance, and the good and the bad in life."
Rong Zhen responded.
That night.
Besides the group, there was also Lu Wujiu.
As for Xiaoya, she's busy with her own career.