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A Beloved Wife in Marriage

In the love tomb of the marriage for three years, Lin Qingqian’s heart had already died, so she decided to divorce, stayed away from love, and focused on her career. That man, who did not use to be seen for months after married, frequently appear after divorce. When talking about cooperation, the man whispered," Qian Qian, he has less money than me, let me invest in this project?" Meet a girl with a bad mind, the man flattens her palm a slap to throw the girl’s face, "Qian Qian, to hit someone like this will not hurt you." Later, Lin Qingqian finally made it to the top, obtaining countless pursuing people. One of her admirers gave her 99 flowers, and the next day she would receive 999 One of her admirers gave her a box of strawberries, and the next day she would receive a refrigerator fulling of strawberries. One of her admirers gave her a cat. The next day, her home almost became a pet shop. Lin Qingqian can not stand it anymore, tweets: Married, Refusal. After posting a micro-blog, she put the phone on the sofa: Now are you satisfied? The noblemen showed a charming smile, "Qian Qian, I am generous, but this does not prevent me from being jealous." Lin Qingqian: "..."

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Editor: Henyee Translations

He looked at her with clear eyes like a kindergarten child on an autumn trip waiting for the teacher to assign him a mission. He looked very obedient.

"You!" Lin Qingqian smiled slightly. She grabbed his wrist and walked to the sofa to let him sit down. "Rest well and wait for dinner."

With that, she asked Su Ying to keep an eye on him and not let him move.

Su Ying smiled and agreed. Only then did Lin Qingqian bring Suisui out to shop.

Han Liubai could only watch helplessly as they left.

Su Ying went to the kitchen to wash the tea set. She washed the kettle inside and out and boiled a pot of hot water. She found tea leaves in the cupboard and made a cup of tea.

When she walked out of the kitchen, she didn't see Han Liubai, so she carried the teacup to the second floor.

Han Liubai's house was decorated very simply. The white walls and black furniture made it look especially cold and desolate.