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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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Formal Ceremony

Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios

Lu Man pondered about Han Zhuoli's clothing, then took out the clothes bag that she had just put away and searched inside it for a long, flowy dress.

Because they were going to a resort, she did not bring any formal attire.

This long dress could barely match the outfit on him.

Lu Man returned after changing. Han Zhuoli's face was shocked when he saw her walking past.

Because they were at the resort for a holiday, Lu Man did not bring any high heels. Apart from beach slippers, she'd brought a pair of ballerina flats.

Soft and comfortable.

Despite wearing a long dress, she did not even need the help of the high heels. Without it, she still looked tall with long legs, and she was elegant.

"I've never seen you wearing that these seven days," Han Zhuoli said as he laughed.

Lu Man thought about the ridiculous events of the past seven days. She thought in her heart, when would she have had time to wear it?

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