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Reincarnation: I Married My Ex's Brother

"Marry me. Once we're married, I will be loyal to you for life—as long as you keep me alive." Qiao Jiusheng was pushed into the water by her older twin sister, had her identity stolen, losing her old love and life. With no other choice, she seeks out Fang Yusheng, the blind man rumored to have no interest in women. With blank and empty eyes, he says, "Sure." In her past life, she was betrayed by her sister and trapped in the basement. Her tongue was cut off as she watched her sister take her place, winning overall her loved ones, marrying her lover of six years, and starting a family with him. Now that she's back to a time before it all went wrong, Qiao Jiusheng escapes from the river and goes to her boyfriend's older half-brother. She puts on a mask and marries him, to fight their common enemy. The wheels of fate begin to spin, and the severed threads of destiny are once again entwined... Before their wedding, he tells her, "Don't peek at me so openly just because I'm blind and can't see you." On the night of their wedding, he tells her," You don't have to dress like a bear. I don't care for women." Half a year after their wedding, just because she gives another man another look, Fang Yusheng covers her laptop, phone, bedside drawers, desk, and wallet with nothing but his selfies.

Imperial Songs · Urban
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1218 Chs

Confession

Redakteur: Atlas Studios

Han Bing finished a bowl of porridge, put down the spoon, wiped his mouth, and said calmly, "What do you want to tell me?" After all, he was his son. How could he not notice Han Luofan's hesitation?

Han Luofan took a deep breath.

He knew that the question he was about to ask might doom him, but he still asked.

Han Luofan asked Han Bing, "She's not my mother, right?"

Upon hearing this, the other two people in the room fell silent at the same time.

Han Bing looked up at Han Luofan with consideration in his eyes. Cai Jie also put down her chopsticks and bit her lower lip, her eyes red.

What else did Han Luofan not understand?

He tried to raise his head.

Looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle could stop tears from falling. Although these words were pretentious, they were indeed useful. Han Luofan sniffed deeply and suppressed the impulse to cry from being wronged. His Adam's apple rolled before he asked, "Who is my mother?"