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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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Don't Touch... It's Dirty...

Éditeur: Henyee Translations

Jiang Yanshen was worried when he saw her coming over and wanted to walk over to pick her up. He had just taken a step when his entire body fell forward.

"Ah Yan…" Lin Qingqian hugged him with both hands, her eyes filled with worry and mist. When she looked down and saw that his abdomen was still bleeding, her heart broke.

With a trembling hand, she took off her coat and wanted to help him cover the bleeding wound.

Jiang Yanshen shook his head with difficulty and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't touch… it's dirty…"

His voice was weak, and his face was as pale as paper. He looked at her with a loving expression and pursed his thin lips. "Qianqian… don't be afraid…"

"Stop talking!" Lin Qingqian shouted anxiously, her tears falling unknowingly. She covered his wound with the clothes in her hand and turned around to shout, "Chen Mu, Auntie… Someone help…"