Bigshot Mr. Fu's Wife is Sweet and Wild - Chapter 844: Save the Family Best 19

“As if I’d marry an ugly woman like you!”

A prince sent into exile, without the means to fight back.

Ye Muyu, an elite of the modern company, got married and had children directly after time travel. She became the lady of an ancient scholar and the mother of two children, and she also found out that there was a “sister-in-law” who hated her very much.

Not only that, but there is also a ‘reborn’ female supporting role Tang Rou who covets her position everywhere.

Tang Rou: “Your position is mine, and I will be the first-rank madam in the future.”

Ye Muyu looked at the dark-faced man in front of him, and nodded calmly: “Okay.”

A certain man instantly protected Ye Moyu: “You It’s my wife, don’t even try to get rid of me, idlers, get out.”

The son hugged Ye Muyu’s thigh: “Go away, my mother is so nice, if you dare to bully her, I will bite you to death.”

The daughter held Ye Muyu’s arm Arm: “You are a bad person, my mother is the best mother in the world, if you dare to speak ill of my mother, I will report to the police.”

Seeing the happy family of ‘Ye Shi’, the reborn Tang Rou secretly hated her Grinding: It shouldn’t be like this, everything has changed!

- Description from novelbuddy

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”