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259 满 After the Full-Level Boss Retired, He Was Taken Away by His Little Wife Wan Gu20k WordsCompleted 28Reads8.6Score—Shelves

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[Marriage first, love later, reunion after broken marriage, losing waistcoat, chasing wife to the crematorium] After three years of marriage, I scattered all the dowry for him in exchange for a divorce note. He hugged the oiran and laughed at me for being boring and ungrateful. Later, I was cornered by Xie Yun, the powerful "honest man". He blocked all the open and secret arrows for me, but his eyes turned red when I thanked him: "Xie Yunning, what you owed me when we broke off the engagement seven years ago, I will pay you back slowly in this life."

261 重 After My Rebirth, the Female School Bully Pampered Me Even More Wan Gu13k WordsCompleted 368Reads8.7Score—Shelves

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In his previous life, Chen Huaiyue, a tall female school bully, bullied him for three years and ended up becoming his wife. At the wedding, Jiang Yanheng's legs softened and she fainted. When she opened her eyes again, she was back in the second grade of junior high school. He vowed to walk around in circles for the rest of his life. She moved the desk next to him with her backhand: "You said we are not familiar with each other? Let's get acquainted again." She blocked him, chased him, and protected him, pressing forward step by step. He escaped in his last life, where else can he escape in this life...?

272 摄 Regent Bai Yueguang Overturned Wan Gu12k WordsCompleted 771Reads8.9Score—Shelves

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Ancient Proverbs·Sweet Pets·Shuangwen | Marriage first, love later | Chasing Wife Crematorium In the Yong'an Marquis Mansion in Daliang, the courtyard is decorated with lanterns and festoons. Red silk was laid all the way from the front door to the main hall, dragon and phoenix wedding candles burned cracklingly, and the congratulations of the guests could be heard clearly across the three-story courtyard. However, the atmosphere in the new house was as cold as a cold pool in the twelfth lunar month. The Xipa had already been taken off by someone and thrown on the dressing table. The bride, Shen Zhaoning, who was supposed to be sitting quietly and dignifiedly, was sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed, tossing peanuts out of boredom. She casually placed the red hijab on the canopy bed, the phoenix crown was tilted to one side, and the tassels of Jin Bu Yao were tangled in the bun, but she didn't bother to take care of it.