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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 · ชีวิตในเมือง
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282: Do you know Lydia Shire?_3

"Who has so much free time?"

"Is there a lack of idle people in the capital?"

"That's true," a light laughter sounded as the conversation ended.

Lydia sensed the movement on the balcony and walked towards the main hall, her emotions overflowing, feeling the urge to vent, but needing to suppress it.

Investigating her?

Was she scared?

Of course not.

On the contrary, she was somewhat excited.

Hadn't she been waiting for this day? If someone could bring back that information from abroad, it would undoubtedly be advantageous for her.

In the hall, Christopher Robinson was chatting casually with a business partner.

Amelia Cobb was standing beside them, looking at the oil paintings on the wall.

From the corner of her eye, she noticed someone holding a glass of champagne, walking slowly towards her and standing next to her.

Before she could see clearly, she heard a mocking remark.

"You're quite the center of attention today."