Master Mo, Your Wife's Multiple Identities Are Online Again - Chapter 297 - Teacher Zhang, Save Me

Wei Jin is full of romanticism, and the Five Barbarians are about to disrupt the Central Plains. This is the era Zhao Hanzhang transmigrated into, where commoners and families of humble origin are in distress, and the aristocratic families only engage in empty talks.In order to prevent the gentry from migrating south and to ensure that the world is free of starvation, allowing every common person to eat their fill, Zhao Hanzhang could only roll up her sleeves and get to work.Wei Jin lacks idle talks, we are the people who work hard for food in this world!This is a construction story about striving to survive in a chaotic world with a matchmaking partner, also known as “I Engage in Infrastructure in a Turbulent World.”Zhao Hanzhang encountered an accident on her way back to school after a matchmaking meeting, and upon opening her eyes, she found herself in the chaotic Southern and Northern Dynasties. In this era where order has collapsed and etiquette and morals are all forgotten, there are still people unwilling to succumb to fate, yearning for freedom, and striving optimistically and enthusiastically.

As soon as Qin Feng opened his eyes, he was horrified to find himself lying in a drafty thatched hut. The problem was that he was still in his villa! What was even more horrifying was that there was another man lying under the blanket next to his legs!

“You, you, who are you?”

The man quietly sat up, exposing his upper body. He looked at him fixedly for a moment, then took a broken bowl from the table by the bed. He said in a muffled voice, “Wife, drink this water.”

Qin Feng rolled his eyes and fainted. Without permission, it is forbidden to reproduce or adapt it. Violators must be investigated.

Zhen Lang and Gu Jing have been childhood enemies for over twenty years and pretend best friends in front of their parents. Zhen Lang and Gu Jing’s source of happiness is defaming their enemy (each other) at every opportunity, dreading the day their parents’ match-making dream comes true.

The old man pointed to the flower-like woman and said, “Call her mother from now on.” He then pointed to a flower-bud-like girl and said, “This is your sister.”

My younger sister was not cute.

She was arrogant, taciturn and weird, but she knew how to please our parents.

She was two-faced and deceitful, but it seemed like she only treated me that way.

I cared for her, tried to please her as much as I can, but she still disliked me.

Until one day, I found out her secret, our relationship began to get a little bit weird…