
Xu Ruan Tang transmigrated!
She woke up to find herself a cannon fodder supporting character in a period novel, a tragic stepping stone who died within five hundred words of appearing.
While others transmigrated with space abilities or cheat skills, she was given a hellish start: sold by her family for three thousand yuan to a lame man from a neighboring province whose wife had died, leaving him with an eight-month-old baby. Not only did the man have no income, but he didn't even have land to farm!
Who needs pear blossoms when you have a daughter's charm! The little cutie in front of her was an angel baby, adorable, intelligent, and lovable! She'd raise her; it was no big deal to become a mother without labor pain!
Skilled in making desserts, painting, writing, and designing houses, she thrived in the 1980s!
As for the stoic man, she was living in his house, spending his money, and his child called her mom—it was even!
But why wasn't the man lame anymore? He returned to the military as an officer, and their second marriage was a misunderstanding! And their adorable daughter wasn't his biological child?!
When she finally realized and wanted a divorce, how could the man's typically narrow, cold eyes be filled with tenderness?
Xu Ruan Tang took a wary step back, her face full of vigilance. “Chen Ji, now that the child is no longer an issue, can we get divorced?”
The man's usually calm and handsome face showed a crack as he approached step by step, pressing her, and speaking in a deep voice,