Became a salted fish pretend heiress and handed over the system - Chapter 972 - 961 Coming Back

Mo Dai thought that her blind eyes would never function again in this life,
But God seemed to give her a chance to see the light again, and arranged for her to wear it on the night of her 28th birthday——
She should thank God, really—
——thanks to him for letting her find herself hanging on a tree branch in the middle of the cliff as soon as she opened her eyes,
In the next second, the body fell freely, landed sideways, and smashed straight into the rock;
——Thanks to him for allowing her to transmigrate into the world of a female breadwinner,
To become the “wife head” of a peasant family who is so poor that they can’t get any poorer;
——thanks to him for letting her, an older young woman with little love experience in her previous life, already have a husband,
Thrilling realism of three children (one is three years old, one is two years old, and one is still in the womb);
——thanks to him for letting her know how delicate her popularity is, the relatives are not close, the neighbors are not harmonious,
Husbands, one seems to be a good match, one is timid and cowardly, and the other looks down on her at all.
There is always a goal in life, and the surprise of rebirth is soon broken by the embarrassing reality——
What does she live for? How is she going to live? the
When a timid, soft, waxy kitten-like child’s voice came into her ears——
“Mother.” She looked at the two skinny and obviously sick little carrot heads standing in front of her,
The apex of her heart trembled, although the core in this body was changed,
But the blood relationship is indelible, she has to admit that she has resigned to her fate at this moment——
Ignore her husband’s outrageousness first, and she will work hard to live well for the sake of the children.
She wants to support this poor family for the children. She doesn’t want to be rich, but at least she has to feed the children well. the
Using the little experience and wisdom of the previous life, and occasionally using the cheating abilities,
Be persevering and low-key, act neither humble nor overbearing, earnestly earn money to support your family.
Looking at the children’s gradually rounded bodies and the family’s increasingly stretched eyebrows, she felt a sense of satisfaction from the bottom of her heart. the
She hoped that life would go on so smoothly, but the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is bloody.
She ignored the “little romance” that God has always favored,
The emotional problems that she had tried to get rid of from the moment after time-traveling were gradually revealed.

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I was sixteen when the gods abandoned me.The Blessing Ritual was supposed to grant me power, a divine gift to carve my future. Instead, I received nothing. No abilities. No hope. Just another nameless soul left to rot in a world ruled by strength.Fine. If the gods wouldn’t bless me, I’d make my own power.For ten years, I clawed my way forward, experimenting with forces no human should touch. I pushed too far—and it killed me.Then I woke up.Sixteen again. Back at the Ritual. But this time, something changed.Time bends at my will. Blood moves when I command it.The gods still won’t acknowledge me, but it doesn’t matter. This world isn’t fair, and I’ve stopped playing by its rules. Faith and Chaos clash in my veins, and I will use them both.They wanted a Chosen Hero, someone to dance to their tune.Well, too bad for them—I’ll carve my own fate.

“I, Benson Walton, reject you, Selma Payne, from being my future Luna and mate.

“If you’re sensible, you’ll find a quiet place to die on your own, instead of tarnishing our people’s glory.

“You’re just an ugly toad. Stay in the mud quietly, and don’t burden our pack.”

On Benson’s nineteenth birthday, he found out that we were destined mates. But I didn’t expect that he would rather endure great pain than accept me. Every word he said smashed directly into my heart, and the pain made me tremble uncontrollably.

I learned I wasn’t my parents’ biological child when I was sixteen. Although they thought of me as an angel that a stork had given them, it didn’t change the fact that I was a weak, little human.

I was just a soft egg who would fall over with a poke, a loser who couldn’t even see the road without help from the moonlight. My existence brought shame to my parents, and to my pack!

Perhaps I should have died in the woods from the start. With that thought in mind, I decided to return them a pure and unblemished pack tonight.

So, I jumped off a cliff and thought I would die. I never imagined I would be saved, and my true identity turned out to be the Lycan King’s only daughter who had been lost eighteen years ago. I was also heir to the throne!

That surprised me a lot. I was actually a werewolf? But… Why was I so weak? Was this all just a mistake?

To become a qualified heir, I concealed my identity and received training. However, could that frivolous instructor who was in charge of training me really help me awaken my wolf, or was he simply taking advantage of me?

As I grew stronger and became a public figure, others attacked and plotted against me many times. Did they have anything to do with those who kidnapped me all those years ago?

I have to catch them! I’ll protect my family, and my lover!

Standing last among those sailors, Byron was shoved roughly onto that narrow gangplank by the pirates.Just a short distance beneath his feet churned blood-steeped waves and dozens of gaping mouths filled with sharp teeth!“Thud.”He could only watch helplessly as the sharks opened their mouths, stirring up turbulent currents in the ocean as they bit viciously towards him!However, the [Sailing Logbook] formed before his eyes and wrote furiously on its own:“The ancient blood of the Bayfolk within you begins to boil.Spiritual sublimation commences!”