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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
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389 Chs

Was She...Frightened?

編輯: Henyee Translations

His appearance was really too scary. Lin Qingqian had never seen him like this and was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Yanshen reacted and his Adam's apple bobbed a few times. He suddenly stood up and walked towards her bedroom.

Lin Qingqian reacted and followed him. "Jiang Yanshen, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yanshen didn't answer. He entered the room and closed the door.

Lin Qingqian wanted to push open the door but realized that it was locked from the inside. She kept knocking on the door. "Jiang Yanshen, come out. What's wrong with you?"

His reaction and expression were too wrong.

However, no matter how she knocked and called him, Jiang Yanshen remained in the room.

There were even banging sounds in the room, as if something was being smashed, followed by the sounds of something shattering.

Through the wooden door, Lin Qingqian could clearly hear the sounds inside, as if every sound was ruthlessly smashing into her heart.