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Books by Jianshen and Deer
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President Li’s Young Second Wife 厉总的二婚小娇妻
Everyone knew that the eldest young master of the Li family was cold and aloof, a lofty flower beyond the reach of ordinary people. But no one knew that he loved her to the depths of his soul, doted on her obsessively, and cherished her more than life itself. He would even sacrifice himself to keep her safe. Yet Lin Xiaolu ran whenever she saw him, avoiding him like the plague, wishing they could never meet again.
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Rebirth Baby, I Get Out of the Industry by Being Ridiculous 重生娃综，我靠摆烂火出圈
I am born again. Reborn on my child's side as a licking dog. In my previous life, I was killed and my grievance remains, watching my ex-husband get married to my new love. The nine-year-old rebellious son, ah no, it was the stepson who obediently called her mother. I was so angry that the coffin boards rattled. In this life, I decide to be a loser. I no longer knelt down and licked the Qin family's father and son, announced that I was getting divorced, and then passed on the gifts given to my st
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I Became a Sensation by Taking Down Trash on a Dating Show 我在恋综上虐渣爆火
My half-sister, an illegitimate daughter with the same father as me, encouraged me to confess to my childhood sweetheart. But she and he were already together. They wanted to see me make a fool of myself, but no chance. I’d awakened to the fact that I was the heroine of a tragic romance, and decided to find myself a domineering CEO instead. My childhood sweetheart couldn’t accept it, and he and my sister kept badmouthing the CEO. I took them both on and taught the pair of scumbags a lesson. The
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The Fake Heiress Is a Scheming Drama Queen, While the Real Heiress Is Serving Up Face-Slapping Online 假千金又茶又作，真千金我在线打脸
I was abandoned at the age of five. My adoptive parents moved away with the whole family, leaving me behind. When my birth parents found me, I was clutching a stick and fighting wild dogs for food, shoving mouthfuls of spoiled rice into my mouth. But all they cared about was comforting the adopted daughter in their arms, who was afraid of dogs.
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