The moment my human garbage fiancé broke my marriage, the memories of my previous life returned. I am an agricultural researcher who worked hard, also known as a woman from the agricultural college! After being kicked out of the family, I used my aptitudes to live leisurely farming and farming… “That is my sword.” “No, it’s my homie, isn’t it?” “Even I fit my sword!” “It’s my homie!” A beautiful, golden-looking man appeared, trying to take away the hoe he picked up for a long time! Seeing you and picking mulberry (!)
