The Male Protagonist Pushed Him to the Second Male Lead, Who Bullied Her. After She Disappeared, the Two
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I want to read a book like "Miss Wen, the big guys in the Beijing circle are going crazy for you". Eight years ago, Chu Ran pushed her into Fan Wenke's arms for Bai Yueguang. Fan Wenke bullied her at school for two years. In despair, an accident caused her to disappear for six years. Chu
The first time I saw her, she had just been beaten by her ex-husband and was covered in injuries. I felt so distressed that I wanted to kill her. A month later, I was sitting in the messy alchemy room, looking at the blood marks on her wrists that she had cut herself, and suddenly I understood that man - some people can really make a teetotaler want to do something. But when she looked up at me, her eyes were still so innocent and her voice was still so soft: "Brother, you don't want me, do you?"
The first time I saw her, she had just been beaten by her ex-husband and was covered in injuries. I felt so distressed that I wanted to kill her. A month later, I was sitting in the messy alchemy room, looking at the blood marks on her wrists that she had cut herself, and suddenly I understood that man - some people can really make a teetotaler want to do something. But when she looked up at me, her eyes were still so innocent and her voice was still so soft: "Brother, you don't want me, do you?"
The first time I saw her, she had just been beaten by her ex-husband and was covered in injuries. I felt so distressed that I wanted to kill her. A month later, I was sitting in the messy alchemy room, looking at the blood marks on her wrists that she had cut herself, and suddenly I understood that man - some people can really make a teetotaler want to do something. But when she looked up at me, her eyes were still so innocent and her voice was still so soft: "Brother, you don't want me, do you?"
The first time I saw her, she had just been beaten by her ex-husband and was covered in injuries. I felt so distressed that I wanted to kill her. A month later, I was sitting in the messy alchemy room, looking at the blood marks on her wrists that she had cut herself, and suddenly I understood that man - some people can really make a teetotaler want to do something. But when she looked up at me, her eyes were still so innocent and her voice was still so soft: "Brother, you don't want me, do you?"
The first time I saw her, she had just been beaten by her ex-husband and was covered in injuries. I felt so distressed that I wanted to kill her. A month later, I was sitting in the messy alchemy room, looking at the blood marks on her wrists that she had cut herself, and suddenly I understood that man - some people can really make a teetotaler want to do something. But when she looked up at me, her eyes were still so innocent and her voice was still so soft: "Brother, you don't want me, do you?"
The first time I saw her, she had just been beaten by her ex-husband and was covered in injuries. I felt so distressed that I wanted to kill her. A month later, I was sitting in the messy alchemy room, looking at the blood marks on her wrists that she had cut herself, and suddenly I understood that man - some people can really make a teetotaler want to do something. But when she looked up at me, her eyes were still so innocent and her voice was still so soft: "Brother, you don't want me, do you?"
The first time I saw her, she had just been beaten by her ex-husband and was covered in injuries. I felt so distressed that I wanted to kill her. A month later, I was sitting in the messy alchemy room, looking at the blood marks on her wrists that she had cut herself, and suddenly I understood that man - some people can really make a teetotaler want to do something. But when she looked up at me, her eyes were still so innocent and her voice was still so soft: "Brother, you don't want me, do you?"
The first time I saw her, she had just been beaten by her ex-husband and was covered in injuries. I felt so distressed that I wanted to kill her. A month later, I was sitting in the messy alchemy room, looking at the blood marks on her wrists that she had cut herself, and suddenly I understood that man - some people can really make a teetotaler want to do something. But when she looked up at me, her eyes were still so innocent and her voice was still so soft: "Brother, you don't want me, do you?"
The first time I saw her, she had just been beaten by her ex-husband and was covered in injuries. I felt so distressed that I wanted to kill her. A month later, I was sitting in the messy alchemy room, looking at the blood marks on her wrists that she had cut herself, and suddenly I understood that man - some people can really make a teetotaler want to do something. But when she looked up at me, her eyes were still so innocent and her voice was still so soft: "Brother, you don't want me, do you?"
The first time I saw her, she had just been beaten by her ex-husband and was covered in injuries. I felt so distressed that I wanted to kill her. A month later, I was sitting in the messy alchemy room, looking at the blood marks on her wrists that she had cut herself, and suddenly I understood that man - some people can really make a teetotaler want to do something. But when she looked up at me, her eyes were still so innocent and her voice was still so soft: "Brother, you don't want me, do you?"
The first time I saw her, she had just been beaten by her ex-husband and was covered in injuries. I felt so distressed that I wanted to kill her. A month later, I was sitting in the messy alchemy room, looking at the blood marks on her wrists that she had cut herself, and suddenly I understood that man - some people can really make a teetotaler want to do something. But when she looked up at me, her eyes were still so innocent and her voice was still so soft: "Brother, you don't want me, do you?"
The first time I saw her, she had just been beaten by her ex-husband and was covered in injuries. I felt so distressed that I wanted to kill her. A month later, I was sitting in the messy alchemy room, looking at the blood marks on her wrists that she had cut herself, and suddenly I understood that man - some people can really make a teetotaler want to do something. But when she looked up at me, her eyes were still so innocent and her voice was still so soft: "Brother, you don't want me, do you?"
The first time I saw her, she had just been beaten by her ex-husband and was covered in injuries. I felt so distressed that I wanted to kill her. A month later, I was sitting in the messy alchemy room, looking at the blood marks on her wrists that she had cut herself, and suddenly I understood that man - some people can really make a teetotaler want to do something. But when she looked up at me, her eyes were still so innocent and her voice was still so soft: "Brother, you don't want me, do you?"
The first time I saw her, she had just been beaten by her ex-husband and was covered in injuries. I felt so distressed that I wanted to kill her. A month later, I was sitting in the messy alchemy room, looking at the blood marks on her wrists that she had cut herself, and suddenly I understood that man - some people can really make a teetotaler want to do something. But when she looked up at me, her eyes were still so innocent and her voice was still so soft: "Brother, you don't want me, do you?"
After becoming pregnant, Ye Qingzhi became even more squeamish. She wanted to eat sour food, spicy food, and wontons in the middle of the night. He Shaoyan said, "You just torment me," but he got up and did it for her every time. Once she woke up in the middle of the night and found that he was not around and the kitchen light was on. He stood in front of the stove, clumsily wrapping wontons, and the chopping board was covered with flour. She leaned against the doorframe and stared for a while without making a sound.