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A Beloved Wife in Marriage

In the love tomb of the marriage for three years, Lin Qingqian’s heart had already died, so she decided to divorce, stayed away from love, and focused on her career. That man, who did not use to be seen for months after married, frequently appear after divorce. When talking about cooperation, the man whispered," Qian Qian, he has less money than me, let me invest in this project?" Meet a girl with a bad mind, the man flattens her palm a slap to throw the girl’s face, "Qian Qian, to hit someone like this will not hurt you." Later, Lin Qingqian finally made it to the top, obtaining countless pursuing people. One of her admirers gave her 99 flowers, and the next day she would receive 999 One of her admirers gave her a box of strawberries, and the next day she would receive a refrigerator fulling of strawberries. One of her admirers gave her a cat. The next day, her home almost became a pet shop. Lin Qingqian can not stand it anymore, tweets: Married, Refusal. After posting a micro-blog, she put the phone on the sofa: Now are you satisfied? The noblemen showed a charming smile, "Qian Qian, I am generous, but this does not prevent me from being jealous." Lin Qingqian: "..."

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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Lin Qingqian: "…"

No matter how stupid Lu Qinshang was, he knew that if he took out this money, there was no need to talk about the role of being the spokesperson of White. He would have to retire immediately and return home to carry on the family line.

"I'm sorry, I used all my money to open a hotpot restaurant recently. I really can't fork out 20 million."

Lin Qingqian: "…"

Couldn't he find a more sincere excuse?

Jiang Yanshen's dark eyes swept past Lu Qinshang in satisfaction. His gaze landed on Lin Qingqian's small face. His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of coaxing. "Qianqian, he doesn't have as much money as me. Let me invest in this project, okay?"

"No." Lin Qingqian's face was cold as she rejected without thinking.

Jiang Yanshen held the cup with his fingers and lowered his posture as he continued to coax her. "I'll only invest money. I won't interfere with anything else. You can decide on the dividends."