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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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349: My divorce from him is to create opportunities for Lin Jingzhou _2

"If I wasn't worried that you'd die in your dreams after I left, do you really think I'd be in a hotel in the middle of the night with a raccoon-faced old woman?"

"Can you shut up?"

"No, you just hit me with an sshtray."

"I apologize." Sandra Smith sincerely admitted her mistake.

"Do you forgive Antony Brown when he apologizes to you?"

"Don't compare me to that kind of dog shit, it brings bad luck!"

Charles Glenn: "…You're right about everything."

"Where are you going?" As Charles said and opened the door to leave, Sandra grabbed his arm.

"I'm going home," the man said in a gloomy tone.

Sandra pursed her lips, pondering how to speak up. Before she could, Charles spoke up: "Take you home?"

The latter nodded like mad.

"Do you think that's appropriate?" Charles asked her back.