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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 · 一般的
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Saving if for the New Year? (2)

編集者: Dragon Boat Translation

"If that's the case, I won't go in." Wang Yi nodded. "I'll have to trouble the butler to help me pass this to your Madam."

Slavic took it. "Don't worry, Young Master Wang."

The door closed in front of him. Wang Yi stood there for a while before turning around and leaving.

However, when he turned around, he was stunned. The person opposite him was also stunned. Then, he smiled. "Wang Yi."

His elegant and deep voice made Wang Yi frown.

They hadn't seen each other for more than half a year. Pei Shizhan looked more haggard than during the New Year, but his clothes were still neat.

Two of his subordinates followed behind him, holding gift boxes in their hands. It seemed that they were for tomorrow's wedding.

It didn't seem to be the kind of thing that one would know at a glance that it was expensive, but it definitely felt high-quality.