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Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Gu Huai'an, a young scion of the No. 01 Courtyard Manor, had become the chief commander at Dragon Aviation Command Center at a very young age. He was known for his cold demeanor and seldom smiled or laughed. Not only did he come from a distinguished family, but he was also the unattainable gem of Beidu No. 01 Courtyard Mansion. Suddenly one day, he heard someone calling him "little brother." When he followed the voice, a pretty girl with an indifferent face asked, "Excuse me, sir, do I know you?" Yet at the same time: 【Wow, little brother is so handsome.】 【There are mountains beyond mountains, buildings beyond buildings, but little brother is handsome and gentle.】 【Little brother, hug!】 Gu Huai'an: …… The little girl's mouth, deceptive as a ghost's. ********* Song Yunuan transmigrated into a period novel and became a minor villainess who was soon eliminated – a role too small to be smaller. On her first day in the book, she stood in the Song family courtyard, trying hard to recall why the entire Song family would be wiped out in the story. In the end, she failed to notice the collective petrified expressions of the Song family members. Later… Her father became the richest man, her brother a top lawyer, her younger brother a scientist, her younger aunt a singer, and even her grandmother became a landlady. She herself turned into everyone's beloved darling. Song Yunuan: What happened to the hellish start I was promised?

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Chapter 95 One is Mouth, the Other is a Meat Bun!_1

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Someone called out to the driver, "Driver, it's an emergency. We need to get to the hospital quickly."

Another person shouted, "What do we need the hospital for? Go to the police station first. Who is this person anyway? They're too ruthless, breaking both hands of that young man."

"Such great strength, truly frightening. We must bring the culprit to the police station."

The pickpocket still had the wallet he just stole in his pocket, and the victim hadn't noticed yet since it hadn't been passed to another accomplice at the back of the bus.

But with unable hands, the wallet in his trouser pocket would soon give him away.

"It wouldn't be a thief, would it? Did they steal something from someone?"

"Ah, really? For real?"

There was a chaotic chorus of voices in the carriage.

The driver yelled, "Let's go to the hospital first, then we can call the police. By the way, can everyone please check if their wallets are missing?"

The driver's word was the authority.