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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.

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274: You look beautiful today_2

"Such a poor lover!" Amelia sighed as she got out of the car.

Christopher Robinson removed his suit, revealing a gray shirt underneath, and followed Amelia. As he walked and buttoned up his shirt, his casual movements resembled those of a playboy from old times.

As they approached, people who had dispersed earlier began to gather again.

"President Robinson is always fashionably late to gatherings," Antony Brown leaned back in his chair, legs crossed, looking utterly relaxed.

Christopher stepped closer and sat down across from Antony: "Looks like Mr. Brown really has a lot of free time."

Antony held a cigarette, chuckled softly, and tapped some ash into the ashtray: "Want one?"

"No need to be polite," Christopher declined Antony's offer of a smoke.

"So, is this the end of the good life? Ready to move on to the third stage of life?"

The three stages of life – starting a family, establishing a career, and having children – Christopher was not just one step ahead.