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Reincarnation: I Married My Ex's Brother

"Marry me. Once we're married, I will be loyal to you for life—as long as you keep me alive." Qiao Jiusheng was pushed into the water by her older twin sister, had her identity stolen, losing her old love and life. With no other choice, she seeks out Fang Yusheng, the blind man rumored to have no interest in women. With blank and empty eyes, he says, "Sure." In her past life, she was betrayed by her sister and trapped in the basement. Her tongue was cut off as she watched her sister take her place, winning overall her loved ones, marrying her lover of six years, and starting a family with him. Now that she's back to a time before it all went wrong, Qiao Jiusheng escapes from the river and goes to her boyfriend's older half-brother. She puts on a mask and marries him, to fight their common enemy. The wheels of fate begin to spin, and the severed threads of destiny are once again entwined... Before their wedding, he tells her, "Don't peek at me so openly just because I'm blind and can't see you." On the night of their wedding, he tells her," You don't have to dress like a bear. I don't care for women." Half a year after their wedding, just because she gives another man another look, Fang Yusheng covers her laptop, phone, bedside drawers, desk, and wallet with nothing but his selfies.

Imperial Songs · Thành thị
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As expected of the person who touched my thigh

Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios

Hearing Qiao Jiusheng's words, Wei Xin took a sip of wine. She was not surprised.

"Yes, you're a beauty. You're soaking in Young Master Fang's stunning looks every day. It's not surprising that you would rebel." Wei Xin really did not find it strange. She had already guessed that this day would come; she just didn't expect it to come so soon.

"I don't care who you're dating as long as you're happy." Wei Xin touched Qiao Jiusheng's thigh and seriously said, "I just want to see you happy. I don't care who is the person who gives you happiness."

Qiao Jiusheng shrugged. "You're so mushy. Stop touching my leg!" She slapped Wei Xin's hand away and used the skirt to cover her thigh to show her determination. "My leg belongs to my Yusheng. How can a lecher like you touch it?"

Wei Xin rolled her eyes.

"Who needs it?" She had touched more thighs than Qiao Jiusheng had seen.

In the past, Wei Xin had also lived a carefree and unrestrained life.