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I Refused to Be a Substitute, and Shot to Fame on a Variety Show With My Mother-In-Law

As a top manager, everyone constantly tries to curry favor with Li Xiwu. And due to her identity as Mrs. Pei, the rich and the powerful would always greet her politely. A celebrity instructor, and the wife of a man from a rich family... Is there anyone who would not envy her? However, only Li Xiwu knows that she is a substitute for Mr. Pei's unrequited love, and none of her titles or privileges have anything to do with her.***Losing yourself after being someone else's substitute is a tedious thing. Having gained that epiphany, Li Xiwu began to ponder how she should claim alimony of astronomical proportions from Mr. Pei. However, while she was obsessing over how to get rich from the divorce, her mother-in-law, who had always disliked her, invited her to take part in a variety show, while promising to make her rich. Li Xiwu's lips curled into a grin. "Fortune favors the brave!”At first, her mother-in-law constantly attempted to embarrass her, and netizens were all moaning about how she was the most pitiful rich daughter-in-law! Later, her mother-in-law was inseparable from Li Xiwu, and would keep bragging about her to everyone she met, leaving the netizens cheering: Leave the face-slapping to Mrs. Pei! Li Xiwu did not expect herself to shoot to fame in the variety show either. However, while she was convinced that she could get a smooth divorce afterward, her mother-in-law called her son immediately as soon as the variety show ended.“Divorce my baby, and I will disown you!”Mr. Pei: ???

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Forget Him (1)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

On the night Shao Jingmo left the Qiao residence, Qiao Qiao had insomnia for the first half of the night. She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. She finally fell asleep in the latter half of the night, but she only slept for less than two hours. When she woke up at four in the morning, she could not fall asleep again.

Without turning on the lights, she crept out of bed, fumbled for her coat at the end of the bed, and put it on. Then she went to sit quietly on the tatami in front of the window.

Without any sense of time, she sat until dawn. Then she was sick. There was no high fever, no nausea, and no dizziness. She was just like an eggplant that had been frostbitten. She was listless, looking very haggard.