Category: Transmigration: The Simple Girl Chunfu

In September, the weather turned cooler, and the leaves gradually yellowed. The scorching heat of the sunset was carried away by the wind, leaving behind a r

The next morning, Chunfu and Jicheng got up early. They ate two pancakes—Chunfu had made them with vegetable fillings sprinkled with sesame seeds, making the

Li Xiue saw the eldest son of the Pei family standing there with his hands behind his back, his gaze cold and his entire demeanor sharp and intimidating. It

Chunju clutched at Uncle Ji’s hand, trying to free her hair. Though old, Uncle Ji’s grip was strong, and the pain at her roots made her feel as if her scalp

Jicheng squatted under the tree, cleaning fish while chatting with Zhou Jing and the others about work at the construction site. It was still early, and they

Autumn passed quickly, and winter arrived in just a few days. The cold weather made everyone reluctant to venture outside, yet they had no choice but to brav

On the street, apart from people rushing to work, only those who relied on setting up stalls to make ends meet huddled in corners, waiting for customers to a

Jicheng hurriedly freed his hands to lift the curtain and stepped inside, chuckling, “What’s going on? Why the long face in such a short time?”
As the

When they arrived at Qiaoyun’s parents’ house, Jiliang’s expression grew even more solemn. After some hesitation, he awkwardly stepped behind Jicheng and for

Chunju never expected that even at this point, Jikun would still think of driving her away. Her face turned darker than charcoal, and she furrowed her brows,