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Hexagonal Pavilion
In 1982, Lin Wanxing was abandoned by his parents in the Hexagonal Pavilion and was picked up and brought home by Chen Wangjun. She has been smart and sensitive since she was a child. She is grateful for the nurturing grace of the Chen family, but does not want to be bound by the fate of "adopted daughter turned daughter-in-law". How will she break through the shackles of the world step by step and pursue her self-worth and love.
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Quick Travel: the Affectionate Second Male and His Pseudo-Yandere
Jiang Bai and No. 0 Are bound to the quick travel system. On what it's like to be everyone's salvation. Magical Boy! Save the world! Jiang Bai never thought in his life that women's clothing would be required in this world! [Substitute and Bai Yueguang] Stable love triangle? Who is whose Bai Yueguang? Who is whose substitute? [Becoming a class teacher on campus] Reversal, reversal, reversal. [Navigators and Mermaids] Only the greatest navigators can enter the whirlpool! So... What exactly is the
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Mr. Lu's Female Bodyguard Is a Secret Agent
In order to save him, the ace female agent Wei Yao was buried in a sea of fire, with no bones left. At this time, Lu Xingyan, the man who pushed her into the abyss, suddenly realized that he had already loved her to the core. He frantically carried her only relic and stayed on the ruins for seven days and seven nights. A year later, when Wei Yao put on a new look and made a stunning return as a top boss, the former high-handed and domineering president knelt humbly in front of her and firmly g
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Cold Harbor and Warm Sun
In the era when family planning was implemented, with the support of favoring sons over daughters, many families chose to give away or abandon girls when they gave birth to them. The heroine Jiang Yiyi was abandoned by her biological father three days after she was born. The day she was thrown under the bench at the bus station, the twelfth lunar month wind was like a knife. The hands that picked her up were rough and chapped, and the nails could never be cleaned. Those hands fed her with rice s
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