Sevens - Volume 15 - Chapter 1: Corps of Iron Pipes

The antique market that is filled with treasures and trash.

A family saga romance with a strong female lead. Longyue, the wilful daughter of a high-ranking minister, is framed by petty villains and banished by her father. Forced to marry into the dirt-poor Li family of Qingshui Village, she vents her resentment on her hapless husband. She and his family are often at each other's throats, and she ends up getting killed in a brawl. When she wakes up again, she finds herself transported back in time. She has just married Li Qingmu and, for the first time, she is moved by his gentle, caring ways. She must savor the moment - and this time, their love is for keeps! Follow her trajectories as she manages the complicated web of family relationships, with her eyes set on one goal. When her husband becomes a government official, all those who wronged her will pay the price!

After a vacation, when she returned to her country she caught her fiancé cheating. She angrily left and disappeared.

Five years later she returned with her talented kid. Afterwards, her son participated in the piano competition. Unexpectedly her son actually came looking for his father.

“The camera on this side, take me to take a look! My name is Xiaoxi my mommy is called Tang Siyu and she’s very pretty! I’m four and a half years old this year. I’m looking for my father, you probably look like me, please be sure to contact me, oh!”

After that, he was gone from the front of the camera again and said, “Oh, I’ll wait for you!”

In the background, a woman became mad. A few days later, a mysterious man came to their doorstep and claimed to be Little Xi’s father.

Tang Siyu looked at this tall and handsome man, who her son was a carbon copy of, and then became angry.

Five years ago, the bastard who pinned her down was him?

- Description from Novelupdates

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’!?”