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The Superstar's Contracted Wife Has A System

[Villainess Strong FL. Rebirth, Mind-reading.] Su Yanyi, the president of Splendid Entertainment, is one of the most legendary queen-like figures in the entertainment industry. Every artist she picked out would become a powerful force within the entertainment circle. A conspiracy caused her to lose everything, and she discovered that the man she had always treated with cold indifference had actually loved her deeply. Sadly, it was only at the end of her life that she realized all she left behind was unrectifiable regret. "If there is a next life, I will surely make those who have wronged me pay a hundredfold, and I will do everything in my power to ensure your well-being!" Perhaps it was her strong obsession, but in the blink of an eye, she found herself back to three years ago, accompanied by a very magical super system space—the Perfect Wife System. Having been a queen for so long, was this a hint for her to switch tastes and become a virtuous wife? Qin Jiran, the new generation's movie emperor, is handsome and overbearing, standing high above others like an emperor, the one and only god in the hearts of countless fans. Yanyi is the woman he loved most and the only woman he ever loved in his life. Unfortunately, she did not love him. Three years of marriage between them were nothing but a transaction. "Yanyi, do we really have to get a divorce?" ... This story features a space, abilities, and a golden finger. The female lead is strong and cold but occasionally gentle; the male lead has a poker face and is a loyal dog, not lacking in assertiveness. I hope you all like it.

Midnight Waterweed · Ciudad
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Chapter 191 Christmas Date (2)

Time slowly ticked by, and as the clock hand edged towards eleven, Su Yanyi's private phone rang, signaling a call from Qin Jiran. This made Su Yanyi glance at her watch, indeed, it was almost lunchtime.

"Where are you?" Su Yanyi asked, remembering that she had softened her heart the day before and, after comforting Qin Jiran, had agreed to a lunch date, having moved up their afternoon rendezvous.

"I'm downstairs at the company. Are you still busy? No rush, I can wait for you in the car," Qin Jiran's voice was gentle, not a hint of coldness, and it was a voice that belonged to Su Yanyi alone.

"Ten minutes," Su Yanyi said nonchalantly, hung up the phone and, with a push of the documents and grabbing her bag, she left. She hadn't really celebrated Christmas before either; her family didn't have the custom, and she had never thought to celebrate it in the past. If it weren't for Qin Jiran, she wouldn't have even considered celebrating Christmas.