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Books by 昤曦微光
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After Three Years Alone in an Empty Marriage, I Walk Away When His First Love Gets Pregnant 独守空房三年，白月光怀孕我退场
Shen Weixi spent three years becoming the “perfect” wife in Lu Jinyan’s eyes: quiet, obedient, and never making a mistake. Until his first love appeared, pregnant with his child. She took off her wedding ring, left behind divorce papers, and disappeared without a trace. At first, Lu Jinyan thought it was all a drama. But while sorting through old belongings, he found the iron box she had locked away in the back of a drawer. Inside were no love letters, only medical records, prescriptions, faded
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He Sent Me to Prison with His Own Hands 他亲手送我进监狱
Su Wan always sat by the window in the last row of the classroom. She never spoke to anyone, ate only steamed buns and pickled vegetables for lunch, and always had fresh injuries on the backs of her hands. Later, she got into Haida University, and we all thought she had finally made it through. Then I saw her on the news: intentionally causing injury, sentenced to one year and five months in prison. Everyone said she had pushed her younger sister down the stairs. But I remembered the yellowed fi
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A Bone-Deep Crisis: The Abyss of a Contractual Marriage 蚀骨危情：先婚后爱的契约深渊
To save her bankrupt family, Wen Shuyi took her runaway sister’s place and married Gu Chenzhou, the ruthless king of the business world. A contract sealed their three-year marriage. He married her only for revenge. On their wedding night, he sneered, “You’re just a substitute. Don’t dream of winning my heart.” She lowered her head and knelt on the cold floor, her voice barely above a whisper. “Yes, Mr. Gu.” He humiliated her in public, and she silently endured it. He brought home the woman he lo
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I Give You Starlight, You Lead Me into the Abyss 予你星光，陷我深渊
On her eighteenth birthday, Shen Zhiyi waited in the rain for three hours. She clutched a cake she had bought with three months’ worth of living expenses, and carried a love letter she had spent six years writing in her pocket. She wanted to tell him: Lu Yanshen, I’ve loved you for a long time. His car drove right past her. Mud splashed over her trouser legs, and he didn’t even look at her. That night, her confession was soaked through by the rain and thrown into the trash. That same night, his
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