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Reincarnation: I Married My Ex's Brother

"Marry me. Once we're married, I will be loyal to you for life—as long as you keep me alive." Qiao Jiusheng was pushed into the water by her older twin sister, had her identity stolen, losing her old love and life. With no other choice, she seeks out Fang Yusheng, the blind man rumored to have no interest in women. With blank and empty eyes, he says, "Sure." In her past life, she was betrayed by her sister and trapped in the basement. Her tongue was cut off as she watched her sister take her place, winning overall her loved ones, marrying her lover of six years, and starting a family with him. Now that she's back to a time before it all went wrong, Qiao Jiusheng escapes from the river and goes to her boyfriend's older half-brother. She puts on a mask and marries him, to fight their common enemy. The wheels of fate begin to spin, and the severed threads of destiny are once again entwined... Before their wedding, he tells her, "Don't peek at me so openly just because I'm blind and can't see you." On the night of their wedding, he tells her," You don't have to dress like a bear. I don't care for women." Half a year after their wedding, just because she gives another man another look, Fang Yusheng covers her laptop, phone, bedside drawers, desk, and wallet with nothing but his selfies.

Imperial Songs · perkotaan
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1218 Chs

She's Really Cunning

Editor: Atlas Studios

I suddenly want to hear your voice.

These were probably the most touching words Fang Yusheng had ever heard.

He unilaterally believed that these were words of love.

Fang Yusheng could no longer hold back his smile.

Zhuang Long rolled his eyes at Fang Yusheng. He turned his head and complained to Ji Yinbing, "Look, a chick is a chick. A little flirting, and he's already happy like he's silly."

Ji Yinbing remained silent.

At this moment, the little boy who had been eating his breakfast looked up and suspiciously asked Zhuang Long, "Dad, what species of chicken is a chick?"

Zhuang Long's expression did not change as he told his son, "Turkey."

Zhuang Qilin looked at Uncle Yusheng. So Uncle Yusheng is a turkey?

"Sigh, what a pity! Uncle Yusheng came at the wrong time. If he had come a while ago, we could've eaten him on Thanksgiving." Zhuang Qilin looked sad.