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Mr. Fu's Wife Reincarnated

International negotiator, Evelyn Cobb, was framed and killed. After waking up, she found herself in the body of a newly engaged female college student. When she first confronted her fiance, Christopher Robinson, his tone was cold and aggressive. "If you're obedient, you can stay. If you're not, I'll leave you." When she next confronted him, it was on stage during the International Collegiate Debate Competition at Capital University. She looked at Christopher Robinson, the judge below the stage, and asked in a firm voice, "Mr. Fu, what is marriage to you?" "It is all about mutual benefits," Christopher Robinson answered. Rumor had it that Christopher Robinson, the prince of the business world, married a beautiful wife. Little did he expect his wife to hold a knife to his throat on their wedding night. "In 2009, Evelyn Cobb, an international negotiator, went to Emarica for negotiations with her team. Their plane crashed on the way back. Did you have anything to do with it?" Christopher Robinson's heart shuddered. His suspicions had been confirmed. He looked helplessly at Evelyn Cobb. "I was behind it." Before getting married, she was a pawn on his chessboard. After getting married, she became a medicine he couldn't stop taking. There were rumors that the Jiang family's youngest daughter had no talent. Huh? How should I act? Evelyn Cobb thought. [From being indifferent to being absolutely obsessed with you. The female lead is smart and talented. Step by step, she's getting closer to the truth behind her death.] Conception: Loving yourself is the prerequisite for being loved by someone else.

Li Buyan · 现代言情
分數不夠
796 Chs

217: Christopher Robinson asked: Where is the person? _1

When John Brown left, his face was shrouded in a dark expression.

Whether or not you believe it has nothing to do with me.

We're not even close.

Amelia Cobb leaned against the railing in a dark corner, watching John Brown leave. Her lips curled up slightly, thinking that this fool still had some discernment and wouldn't be too stupid.

When Amelia came out of the bar, it was already forty minutes later.

"Do you know what to do?"

"Miss Cobb, you mean the school forum?"

Amelia hummed in acknowledgment.

"Understood," using others' tactics against them.

This much was not too much.

That night, photos of Sophia Cobb being surrounded by a few boys were posted on the school forum. The angle of the pictures was well taken, so you could see it was Sophia, but not her resistance.

Amelia sat at the bus stop, browsing the forum on her phone. She saw more and more replies underneath, feeling extremely delighted.