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A Beloved Wife in Marriage

In the love tomb of the marriage for three years, Lin Qingqian’s heart had already died, so she decided to divorce, stayed away from love, and focused on her career. That man, who did not use to be seen for months after married, frequently appear after divorce. When talking about cooperation, the man whispered," Qian Qian, he has less money than me, let me invest in this project?" Meet a girl with a bad mind, the man flattens her palm a slap to throw the girl’s face, "Qian Qian, to hit someone like this will not hurt you." Later, Lin Qingqian finally made it to the top, obtaining countless pursuing people. One of her admirers gave her 99 flowers, and the next day she would receive 999 One of her admirers gave her a box of strawberries, and the next day she would receive a refrigerator fulling of strawberries. One of her admirers gave her a cat. The next day, her home almost became a pet shop. Lin Qingqian can not stand it anymore, tweets: Married, Refusal. After posting a micro-blog, she put the phone on the sofa: Now are you satisfied? The noblemen showed a charming smile, "Qian Qian, I am generous, but this does not prevent me from being jealous." Lin Qingqian: "..."

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389 Chs

Madam Jiang, I Love You Very Much!

Redakteur: Henyee Translations

Although she felt that this was a little silly, Lin Qingqian thought that it was quite good.

Love was meant to make smart people do stupid things!

"I'll be back soon. Remember to prepare your gift and wait for me."

Jiang Yanshen's thin lips curled up, and his low and hoarse voice agreed. He paused and said, "Alright."

The news of boarding came from the broadcast. Lin Qingqian glanced at the crowd boarding the plane at the boarding gate.

"Then I'll board the plane," Lin Qingqian said reluctantly.

Jiang Yanshen nodded, indicating for her to go.

Lin Qingqian pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment. She tiptoed and kissed his cheek before turning around and walking quickly to the boarding gate.

Just as she reached the ticket gate, Jiang Yanshen's low and tense voice came from behind. "Qianqian…"

Lin Qingqian had just stopped in her tracks and before she could turn around, an additional force on her arm pulled her over.