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99 Ploys of Love: Mr.CEO Denies The Divorce Again!

Official Synopsis: When he stayed at her home for one night, he took her body in a drunken stupor. From then on, he had been a constant fixture in her life. How adamant he was in forcing a marriage was how adamant she demanded for a divorce. “I’m not staying married to you! I’m not staying married to you! I’m not staying married to you!” After she repeated such an important proclamation three times, he finally tossed her the divorce paper. She thought she had finally escaped him alas… After the divorce, he still snuck into her room every night... Finally losing her patience, she yelled, “We are already divorced!” He glanced at her and set down the divorce paper before her. On it, it was written clearly: After the divorce, the car is hers, the house is hers, the company is hers, their child is hers, he… is also hers? Translator's Synopsis: Imagine the superpowers wielding male lead from the Korean drama, "My Love from the Star" in the misunderstanding-processing plant that is "Bringing the Nation's Husband Home" and you will have "99 Proclamations of Love". Tsundere CEO, Su Zhinian is deeply in love with ditzy entertainment beat reporter, Song qingchun but he could not act on it due to a deep dark secret. Read to find out whether love can really overcome anything and everything...

Ye Fei Ye · Ciudad
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The Wrong Message (8)

Editor: Millman97

As he walked closer, Song Qingchun immediately stood up from her seat and stared nervously at him. At that moment, she really didn't know what to say.

He didn't even look at her and passed the receipt back to the counter lady. Then he stood there quietly before turning to Song Qingchun to add, "Anything else?"

After a moment, Song Qingchun realized he was asking whether she had other outstanding bills. She shook her head hurriedly, adding, "No."

He didn't answer, only giving a grunt of acknowledgement as her reply. Then he didn't stay and turn to leave.

Before paying, the counter lady had already packed Song Qingchun's purchase. Song Qingchun stared at his back before grabbing the small bag off the table and jogging to catch up to him. She finally reached him at the elevator door.

The elevator closed, and they headed down to Floor B2. There was no one else in the cramped elevator; silence was their only company.