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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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70: Could it be Evelyn Cobb? _1

Upon hearing Christopher's question, Amelia grunted and nodded, "A 30-year-old man."

"What is the emphasis of Miss Cobb's sentence?"

"If Mr. Robinson thinks my sentence is important, then everything is the highlight. If Mr. Robinson thinks my sentence is unimportant, then nothing is the highlight."

Though there wasn't an overtly tense atmosphere between the two of them,

Amelia's words were soft and gentle, like a woman holding a soft knife.

And Christopher?

Few people had seen him lose his temper. When enemies came to desecrate his family's grave, he remained as steady as a mountain, not to mention getting angry.

Christopher closed the file in his hand and handed it to Juliet, signaling him to leave.

"It seems Miss Cobb never considered living peacefully with me?"

"After all, an abandoned child should have the self-discipline of an abandoned child," Amelia leisurely replied.

With that, she picked up her backpack from the sofa.