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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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283: Mr. Robinson, keep going _3

On the eighteenth of July marked the first wedding anniversary of Amelia Cobb and Christopher Robinson.

Everyone in the capital was speculating how they would commemorate their first anniversary.

But the couple got up in the morning, said good morning to each other, got ready separately, and the husband even skipped breakfast.

As soon as Amelia arrived at the office, a transparent vehicle parked outside.

A bunch of flowers was unloaded by seven or eight people.

The sight left the entire office dumbfounded, leading them to marvel at how wealthy people really know how to play.

In less than half an hour, the news had spread all over the capital.

What others found surprising, was merely a common occurrence for the couple.

A single bouquet of flowers was nothing compared to the casual gifts Christopher had given her in the past.