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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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The Reduction was Too Much!

編集者: Dragon Boat Translation

Dou Bing had already returned to the company. Yan Gaoqiu was in a meeting in the conference room. When he saw an unknown number calling, he answered it.

There was no doubt that this was the phone number of the Pei family because the last six digits were all "8".

Pei Song went straight to the point. He just wanted to settle this matter as soon as possible.

However, his straightforwardness scared Dou Bing, who was doing this for the first time.

He felt guilty. He was afraid that he might be recorded or that he was with the police. Therefore, he didn't want to give a specific number even after he had exhausted Pei Song's patience.

Pei Song sighed and put the lighter back into his pocket. When he took it out again, there was a piece of herb attached to it.

It was stuck on when he was tidying up Huichun Hall today.

Looking at the leaf, Pei Song casually said, "500,000. Send me the account number and I'll transfer it to you."