The Overbearing Chief Husband's Favorite: Baby - Chapter 190-191

In her past life, Xia Wenjin kidnapped a husband to help him seize the world and sit on the Dragon Court. She hoped to grow old together with him, living in harmony, but the scumbag raised a knife against her...Reborn, Xia Wenjin guards against fire, theft, and beautiful men, swearing to live a different kind of life.The patriarch of the Xia Family was worried sick, as his daughter was known for her drama, greed, sharp tongue, shamelessness, and lack of shame... No one in all of Nanxia could compare. How would she ever get married?Later, Xia Wenjin eloped with the most handsome Imperial Grandson of Nanxia, parading through the streets of the Capital City every day.The ministers of Nanxia, having witnessed her rudeness and shamelessness, doubted their sanity after being verbally attacked by her, unanimously felt she had tainted their high-born flower of a prince, and daily petitioned for her removal.Until an enemy nation attacked, the Crown Prince led the army personally, and the Crown Princess Consort followed, repelling millions of soldiers with her words…

She was stupidly in love with him. Because of him, she became rude and unreasonable, overbearing, jealous, insane. But he did not spare a glance to her. Married for two years, he didn’t favor her once, letting her become the laughing stock of the whole world. Eventually, she ended up in an affair, leading to her tragic death.

This is a young man who traveled to the world of Azeroth.

For love and justice (don’t become a ghoul), fear of sacrifice (you can run the corpse to resurrect), in search of lost justice and humanity (temporary discipline), don’t stop.

Festival Exercises Retrieve the story of Festival Exercises.

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The night before we obtained our marriage certificate, I asked him, “When did you start to develop feelings for me?”

He answered, “I don’t remember.”

“But, why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I’m very petty, and I get jealous very easily.”

“So am I.”

“I’m afraid I’m not worthy of you.”

“So am I.”

“I haven’t really dated, so I don’t know what love is.”

“I don’t know either.”

He held my hand gently, “But I know this. When I think about spending the rest of my life with you, I feel that my future is filled with hope.”

At 16, we used the same class desk, with less than 10cm between our arms. My peripheral vision was full of him.

At 26, I woke up in the morning, and saw the sunlight softly shining on his face. I thought, this is how I want to grow old – gradually, together, with him.

I guess this must be love.