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Lu Zhizhi

Auteur: Daoistui8zA0
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Lu Zhizhi was wronged to death in her previous life. They were all drowned, hanged, and the most unlucky one was to drink cold water and stuff to death. But her death method was different. She pretended to be freaking awesome but was struck to death by the heavenly thunder. Lu Zhizhi: "God is jealous of my fate. If he can't take it, he can only take it with me away!" After she was reborn, she became the daughter of a rich family that living in a remote place. As soon as she opened her eyes, she was forced to marry a dead man. Lu Zhizhi couldn't bear it. The original owner of this body was weak and could be bullied. But she was not! She forced her adoptive mother to get married to the dead man and returned to the Lu family in high spirits. However, her biological father made her marry a man in a vegetative state in exchange for a high bride price! Lu Zhizhi sneered. It was not too boring in this time of life! She beat up the adopted sister and her foster mother, and abused her father! With the help of her previous life skills, she made a wonderful living! But her husband, who was a man in a vegetative state, made Lu Zhizhi have no defense! Lu Zhizhi: "Damn it, you can't be tough, when hard tactics failed, soft methods were used, and you can't count a hero with a beauty trick! Don't come over!

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