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The Long-awaited Mr Han

"Take me in, I'll do anything you want me to!" In her previous life, Lu Man is sent to prison after being framed by her step-sister and an asshole. After being released from prison, the only thing that greets her is her mother's tombstone. Seeing the asshole and bitch getting happily along together like one big family with her birth father and step-mother, she sets out to die together with the asshole and her step-sister in fiery flames. The moment she opens her eyes again, she finds herself back on the very day she was framed. Resolutely jumping out the window and climbing next door, she seeks refuge from the man occupying the room there. But who would have guessed that the man is the brilliant hunk she has always admired from afar in her past life? She vows to rub her eyes clean and be more discerning of people. She wants to make everyone who owed her in the past to pay her back! "Young Master Han, can you let me hug your other arm too?" "Actually, I have one more, do you want it?" "…"

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Suddenly, her body felt light. Someone had lifted up her entire body.

However, her feet were still stepping firmly on the ground. She just didn't need to stand by herself.

Yan Zhiqing was surprised. She turned and saw Wei Wucai, who had appeared beside her before she knew it.

He wrapped his hand around her shoulder and supported her entire body.

However, his other hand supported the side of her shoulder.

Yan Zhiqing felt as though he was holding her in his arms.

"You—"

Before Yan Zhiqing could speak, Wei Wucai said, "Fang Qiaohan has been busy for the entire day and she is tired too. I am fine. You can lean your entire weight on me."

Wei Wucai had spoken in such a righteous manner that Yan Zhiqing even wondered if she had abused Fang Qiaohan.

She turned and looked at her.

Was Fang Qiaohan really that tired?

But all she saw was Fang Qiaohan's confused face.

Fang Qiaohan thought to herself, "Am I tired?"