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Sensational! The Crippled Mister Gong Is A Big-Shot

In her last life, Fu Xi was blinded by love, feeling no regret even as she cut ties with her family to marry a scumbag. Eventually bedridden by illness, she could only watch as her husband hooked up with other women, even bringing them to her bedside just to humiliate her. He killed her family members to gain their riches. Fu Xi swore that if she could have another life, she would exact her revenge! After her rebirth, she headed straight to the Gong Family and demanded that their young master—Gong Hao, who was paraplegic and bound to a wheelchair—marry her. Everyone laughed at her stupidity, but Fu Xi knew that Gong Hao was the only one who had earnestly loved her. On top of that, he was a very capable man! Six months after Fu Xi married him, Gong Hao miraculously rose to his feet, reclaiming his family's property and revealing multiple bombshells: he was the owner of the largest property company, a minister of national intelligence and an anonymous god of war! Linking arms with her husband in front of the cameras, Fu Xi smiled. "Why did you keep such a low profile before this, Mister Gong?" A journalist asked. Gong Hao leaned in and gave Fu Xi a gentle peck on the cheek. "I was waiting for her to find me and save me..."

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Wild Battle in the World

Éditeur: Atlas Studios

The Indians' celebration was simple and straightforward.

There were large chunks of animal meat, and they exuded an alluring fragrance of oil. There were also wild fruits of various colors and flavors, as well as plant stems that they could find.

Roasted meat and fruits formed the most primitive banquet of passion.

Fu Xi and Gong Hao even went to the boat to get white wine and gave each of the Indian men a glass. The mellow wine amazed them even more and they reveled in it.

After the banquet ended, many Indians were drunk and fell into a deep sleep in the camp. Gong Hao had also drunk a lot. His eyes were a little red, and his footsteps were unsteady. He allowed Fu Xi to help him onto the bed made of banana leaves.

"Aren't you uncomfortable drinking so much?" Fu Xi rebuked as she helped him take off his shoes and wanted to help him lie down.

Gong Hao grabbed her hand, his eyes filled with a doting smile. "Xi'er, don't go."