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Mr. Fu's Wife Reincarnated

International negotiator, Evelyn Cobb, was framed and killed. After waking up, she found herself in the body of a newly engaged female college student. When she first confronted her fiance, Christopher Robinson, his tone was cold and aggressive. "If you're obedient, you can stay. If you're not, I'll leave you." When she next confronted him, it was on stage during the International Collegiate Debate Competition at Capital University. She looked at Christopher Robinson, the judge below the stage, and asked in a firm voice, "Mr. Fu, what is marriage to you?" "It is all about mutual benefits," Christopher Robinson answered. Rumor had it that Christopher Robinson, the prince of the business world, married a beautiful wife. Little did he expect his wife to hold a knife to his throat on their wedding night. "In 2009, Evelyn Cobb, an international negotiator, went to Emarica for negotiations with her team. Their plane crashed on the way back. Did you have anything to do with it?" Christopher Robinson's heart shuddered. His suspicions had been confirmed. He looked helplessly at Evelyn Cobb. "I was behind it." Before getting married, she was a pawn on his chessboard. After getting married, she became a medicine he couldn't stop taking. There were rumors that the Jiang family's youngest daughter had no talent. Huh? How should I act? Evelyn Cobb thought. [From being indifferent to being absolutely obsessed with you. The female lead is smart and talented. Step by step, she's getting closer to the truth behind her death.] Conception: Loving yourself is the prerequisite for being loved by someone else.

Li Buyan · Urban
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028: Miss Amelia_1

Both of their gazes met, Amelia and Christopher each harbored an inherent dislike for one another.

With a living person in front of her, Amelia's first instinct was to fiddle with the nearby tree.

Christopher's reaching out gesture destroyed the "good impression" she had built over the past few days.

She was making things difficult for others everywhere. And what about Christopher?

It was all evident with just a stretch of his hand.

Amelia pushed Christopher away, trying to take a step back.

The man spoke just in time, "There's a ditch behind you."

Amelia's outstretched hand paused in mid-air, presumably because the foolish cat was still in the ditch at this moment. She didn't want to accompany it.

"This big mansion is full of pits. Mr. Robinson, don't you think there is some room for reflection?"