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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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103: Your fiancée got stabbed_1

Amelia Cobb's surprised gaze fell on the person, with a hint of astonishment.

She didn't seem to remember when she had provoked the male student in front of her, and he looked quite ordinary, not like a creepy man or a criminal at first glance.

At this moment, Amelia couldn't help but feel that men truly understand men; John Brown's thoughts just now were probably correct.

This man was indeed about to do something.

"You have no right to demand someone to die," Amelia stared at the man in front of her, fearing that he would take extreme actions to harm her.

If that was really the case, she would be quite wronged.

"Your existence makes certain people unhappy," the male student stared at Amelia and spoke word by word.

Amelia sneered disdainfully, "Does other people's happiness or unhappiness have anything to do with me? There are so many unhappy people in the world every day, do I have to take responsibility for their unhappiness? You think too highly of yourself."