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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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037: Do you need me to remind you? The truth doesn't sound too good_1

Christopher Robinson, when dealing with scions of wealthy families, found them to be without exception dissipated.

Speaking of the daughters of these wealthy families, they all inherited the convenience of not having to lift a finger for anything.

However, Amelia Cobb tonight really caught his eye.

Dong dong dong——

The man gently touched the door frame.

Amelia glanced to the side, her freshly curled hair tied low, her fair face lifting slightly as she did so, resembling an unsullied water lily.

Amelia didn't expect Christopher Robinson to come downstairs at this time. Her original intention was to have something to eat. But remembering that she had argued with him earlier, her confidence faltered, and her pride caused her ears to turn slightly red.

It was assumed that Christopher Robinson would take this opportunity to mock her, but he simply reminded her indifferently, "There's yogurt in the fridge."