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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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251: These two have a chat while playing ball, does President Robinson know?_3

"What if I told you that I secured the airline to give it to you?"

Clatter —— Amelia Cobb's spoon fell on the edge of the bowl, making a noise.

She looked at Christopher Robinson in shock: "Give it to me?"

The man nodded firmly.

"Why?" Amelia asked.

She had seen too many calculating couples on her journey, but it was the first time she had come across someone like Christopher.

"Because you are my wife, and I am your husband. Because I want those who trampled on you to be trampled under your feet. Don't you want to get back at Yvonne Jones? Is there a more pleasant way than this?"

Christopher Robinson looked at her and spoke word by word.

Amelia's fingertips trembled slightly.

"I do want to get back at Yvonne, but you don't have to deliberately give me the airline."

"No, no, no," the man shook his head repeatedly: "It's not deliberate for a husband to give a gift to his wife."