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Mr. Fu's Wife Reincarnated

International negotiator, Evelyn Cobb, was framed and killed. After waking up, she found herself in the body of a newly engaged female college student. When she first confronted her fiance, Christopher Robinson, his tone was cold and aggressive. "If you're obedient, you can stay. If you're not, I'll leave you." When she next confronted him, it was on stage during the International Collegiate Debate Competition at Capital University. She looked at Christopher Robinson, the judge below the stage, and asked in a firm voice, "Mr. Fu, what is marriage to you?" "It is all about mutual benefits," Christopher Robinson answered. Rumor had it that Christopher Robinson, the prince of the business world, married a beautiful wife. Little did he expect his wife to hold a knife to his throat on their wedding night. "In 2009, Evelyn Cobb, an international negotiator, went to Emarica for negotiations with her team. Their plane crashed on the way back. Did you have anything to do with it?" Christopher Robinson's heart shuddered. His suspicions had been confirmed. He looked helplessly at Evelyn Cobb. "I was behind it." Before getting married, she was a pawn on his chessboard. After getting married, she became a medicine he couldn't stop taking. There were rumors that the Jiang family's youngest daughter had no talent. Huh? How should I act? Evelyn Cobb thought. [From being indifferent to being absolutely obsessed with you. The female lead is smart and talented. Step by step, she's getting closer to the truth behind her death.] Conception: Loving yourself is the prerequisite for being loved by someone else.

Li Buyan · 都市
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64: Not old in age, but the mind is quite agile_1

"Miss Cobb, haven't you heard of the saying? Those who are high up can't see the ants below, and billionaires can't understand the lives of ordinary people."

Christopher Robinson tossed out this sentence while holding his cigarette.

It caused Amelia Cobb to stare at him with a somewhat dazed gaze, and suddenly reminded her of a saying.

People who sit on the throne can't see the ants below them.

Christopher caught the confusion in Amelia's eyes.

"What are you thinking about?" The man's deep voice asked.

Amelia came back to her senses and spoke nonchalantly, "Nothing."

Of course, she wouldn't tell him that she was thinking about her own death.

"If Mr. Robinson has nothing else, I'll be leaving."

Amelia was anxious to leave.

Yet clearly, Christopher had the opposite idea. He reached out and took out a document, "Miss Cobb, don't you want to take a look?"