I Pretended To Be Dead And Ran Away (22 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 143
Reniel had a dream.
Vaguely, she had always hoped that if she ever had a child someday, her firstborn would be a daughter. Having grown up in the orphanage, Reniel had endured a difficult life disguised as a boy, so she wished to raise a daughter with all the love she herself had never received, cherishing her dearly.
Thus, in her dream, she felt slightly disappointed to learn her child was a son. After all, if her firstborn was a boy, there would be nothing she could teach him as a woman.
In the dream, she was older. Her child looked so much like her that there was no doubt whose son he was.
He had her violet eyes and his father’s black hair. Yet his face resembled hers—Reniel’s—so strongly.
Reniel was holding the hand of her son, who now appeared to be about ten years old. His small hand gripped hers tightly, but the warmth flowing through it felt terribly unstable.
Slap!
“Ugh….”
Suddenly, in the midst of it all, a noblewoman whose face she couldn’t clearly see struck her across the cheek, sending her tumbling to the floor.
“How dare you, a mere courtesan, lift your head!”
The situation felt oddly familiar.
“I’m sorry.”
“Why don’t you just leave the mansion with your filthy son? Didn’t I clearly tell you not to show yourself before my eyes!”
“…I’m sorry.”
Slap! Slap!
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
Is the story really over? I’ll miss you all… I’ll miss the heroine.