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Master Pei's Wife is a Devil Concubine

# ANCIENTTOMODERNTIMES Su Ji, a historically famous devil concubine, has transmigrated! When she opened her eyes, she was the daughter of the Su family, a beautiful girl who was bullied by everyone. She was also an unpopular actress with no presence on social media. Everyone thought the devil concubine brought disaster to the country and its people. In reality, she was extremely skilled and ruthless. There was a wealthy old man from the Pei family who loved chasing celebrities, and he vowed to make Su Ji his granddaughter-in-law! The whole world knew that Third Young Master Pei was rich, but ruthless and not interested in women. Haters looked forward to Su Ji marrying him and living a lonely life. It would surely be a great show to watch. Later, at the award ceremony, Su Ji felt nauseated and was about to throw up. Her fans thought she was sick. Third Young Master Pei, who had chased after her for two lifetimes, felt his heartache. “It’s already her second child. Why is she still so affected?” *** Everyone thought the devil concubine brought disaster to the country and its people. Only he knew that she recruited talents from all over the world, and laid the foundation for peace for later generations. In his previous life, he had been a loyal general who loved her in silence. After her death, he built a gold coffin for her and died in regret. In this life, he would not let her go again…

Mr. GaoRen · Umum
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Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Almost at the same time, three bodyguards rushed over from different directions. The one with dreadlocks first found the madam and called the CEO, but no one picked up.

When he called the CEO's assistant, it showed that the other party was on the phone.

Two of his subordinates asked, "how is it, boss?"

The man with the dreadlocks looked at the madam, who was holding the phone to her ear. He narrowed his eyes and gave one of his men a slap on the head. "Useless! How can someone beat you to it!"

With his muscles, any blow would be a heavy punch!

The two subordinates endured the pain and did not cry out.

As madam's bodyguard, he was actually slower than a director who could enjoy a special seat for the old, the weak, and the sick on the subway. His face was extremely dark.

His subordinates stood beside him and looked at each other, not daring to make a sound.