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Did Mr. Shen Succeed in Taking over Today?
Teacher Zhou Wanyu, who is good at Guqin, has a cold nature and is so beautiful that she always has students and parents who want to introduce her to her. But I heard in private that Teacher Zhou has a partner who has been dating for almost four years and has not yet gotten married. - Shen Qiannan, a big boss in Beijing circles, is gentle and dignified, but when he picked up his little niece from school, he had a crush on her teacher. Since then, Shen Qiannan has become the exclusive driver to p
634Reads7.6Score—Shelves
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After Reading the Book, I Just Want to Be Salty, but the Boss Wants to Make an Official Announcement
Shen Qingli is a bright and beautiful girl, but her edges have been smoothed by internship. The three-point and one-line life made her depressed. She accidentally opened a novel and was surprised to find that the heroine had the same name as her. But life is very different. In the book, Shen Qingli has a living expenses of 3 million a month but only asks the male protagonist to love her. Shen Qingli sighed with envy, "3 million a month, I want this blessing." He talks about banquets, is a drasti
128Reads7.1Score—Shelves
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After Dressing up as a Sick Girl, I Had Sex with the Second Male Lead.
[One sentence introduction: The story of the Jade-faced Rakshasa boss and his soft little wife] Xi Zhiwan turned out to be a sick cannon fodder heroine once she got out of the book. Moreover, she only read the ending of the book and did not know the plot. She panicked, and in order to survive, she began to turn the tide Xie Heyuan, the jade-faced Rakshasa, wanted to repay his kindness to Xi Zhiwan for some reason. 1. There were two reasons why Shen Luji chose to marry Xi Zhiwan: first, because s
14Reads7.0Score—Shelves
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Yuye
Jiang Yu will never forget that summer. On a summer afternoon, the cool evening breeze gently blew into the classroom. I looked up in a daze during class and saw a tall young man standing outside the window. His eyelashes were curled like a butterfly, and his peach blossom eyes were filled with a casual and wanton light. Just standing there can make people look at it for thousands of years. Later, when I was divided into arts and science classes, I saw him again. He was cold and distant, and his
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