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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: "..."

Escape · 综合
分數不夠
389 Chs

The Dog Of A Man Is Still A Dog Of A Man

編輯: Henyee Translations

Lin Qingqian didn't answer. Her clear eyes widened as she quietly sized up him for a moment and asked curiously, "Are you really Jiang Yanshen? Not Jiang Xiao Jiu? You've never said so much to me before."

In the past, Jiang Yanshen seemed to have no patience for anything and always looked impatient.

Jiang Yanshen's originally slightly curved lips froze, and the light in his eyes darkened.

The hint of joy and sweetness in the air disappeared.

Lin Qingqian realized something and restrained her smile. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that."

She let go of his hand. When their fingertips separated, Jiang Yanshen held her small hand back. His warm palm wrapped around her small hand tightly.

Her lowered eyes swept up as she looked at him in surprise.

Jiang Yanshen pursed his thin lips and said in a low voice, "You… like him very much?"