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Sir, How About A Marriage?

At the peak of her career, A-list actress Song Ning announced her withdrawal from the entertainment industry for love, shocking the nation. Everyone thought that she must have found her ideal home. That was why she was so determined. At first, Song Ning thought so too. For the rest of her life, she would not be a celebrity. She would only be a virtuous and virtuous woman who would take care of her husband and children at home. However, on the night before their wedding, she found out that her fiancé was having an affair with her best friend. Enraged, Song Ning found a random man to register their marriage at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau. She originally wanted to take revenge on her scumbag fiancé, but she did not expect that the man who registered his marriage with her was the heir of nation's largest financial group, Mu Chen. After they got married, Mu Chen doted on Song Ning and protected her in every way possible. He didn't allow anyone to bully her. Song Ning always thought that she would be happy for the rest of her life and live the best life she wanted. That's right, she got it. It was just a little different from what she had originally imagined. The person who gave her everything was someone else. Many years later… Song Ning looked at Mu Chen affectionately. "I'm really lucky. Thank God I met you and saved me from hell." Mu Chen smiled faintly. “Yes, thank God.” However, Song Ning would never know. Mu Chen wasn't talking about thanking God for letting him meet Song Ning. He was thanking God for letting Song Ning's fiancé cheated on her so that he would have a chance. There was no such thing as an accidental encounter. It was just a premeditated pursuit. That day, he waited for Song Ning outside the Civil Affairs Bureau for ten hours…

Mountain Springs · perkotaan
Peringkat tidak cukup
889 Chs

Checking the Patient’s Pulse

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

These words made everyone's expressions change.

Ye Xin was embarrassed, but she steeled herself and said, "I've not been working at the hospital for a long time now so I grew my nails long. Is that not allowed?"

Jiahui only said, "You're right; you can grow your nails if that's what you want. Please start."

Ye Xin braced herself and imitated Song Ning's actions from earlier, placing her fingers on the reporter's wrist. When she withdrew her hand, she thought about it for a moment before she wrote her diagnosis on the paper.

Now that the results were out, the reporter, who was holding onto the paper, opened his mouth to read out Song Ning's diagnosis.

However, before the reporter could say anything, Jiahui interjected, "I don't see many words on this piece of paper. Why don't you read this one first?"