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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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Do You Love That He's Old? Or Do You Love That He Doesn't Shower?

Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations

During Lin Qingqian's hospitalization, Song Qin delivered three meals daily.

Also, the doctors and nurses had probably been instructed beforehand. They took care of her meticulously, but they would not pry into her private matters.

Suisui had also been here once. After sitting for a while, she went back. Her expression was still a little strange, and she looked like she wanted to say something.

Lin Qingqian, who was thinking about the studio, didn't think much about it. When the doctor said that she could be discharged, she went through the discharge procedures that very afternoon.

As soon as she walked out of the hospital, she saw Song Qin standing beside a black Maybach. "Miss Qingqian, let me send you back."

At this moment, it was rush hour, so it wasn't easy to take a taxi. Hence, Lin Qingqian didn't reject her and got into the car. "Let's go to my studio."

"But—" Director Jiang ordered me to send you home safely!