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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.

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The Person in the Basement (Part Four)

Editor: Atlas Studios

After pushing the door open, Qiao Jiuyin entered the house and rushed straight to the second room on the first floor. As she stood beside the floor, she hesitated for a moment. In the end, she bent down and picked up the carpet.

A narrow staircase diagonally led the way underground.

Qiao Jiuyin took out a flashlight from her bag and walked ahead under the faint light.

At the end of the stairs was a long corridor in the basement. After walking down that corridor, Qiao Jiuyin finally reached the end.

The endpoint was a ten-square-meter imprisonment room.

The prison room was surrounded by a dirt wall on three sides. On the front were two bulletproof glass doors. Through the transparent glass door, Qiao Jiuyin saw the man locked in the prison room. It was a man with slightly white hair and a thin body. He looked to be in his fifties, but he was actually older.

Or perhaps, younger.