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The Day I Went to the Capital to Seek Shelter, the Top Graduate Shut the Door on Me 进京投亲那天，我被探花拒之门外
She arrives in the capital with a marriage contract to seek out her relatives. He tells her, “You’ve got the wrong person.” Later, he says, “You’re not allowed to marry anyone else.” This is the story of a country girl who warms the heart of a cold-faced top scholar with three meals a day. The capital is vast, but Willow Lane is tiny. So tiny it can hold only two people. A farming-life story · Everyday life · Healing No golden finger · No hidden identities · Just ordinary people living their
10kReads8.5Score1.1kShelves
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On the Day My Engagement Was Broken, I Fished a Prince Out of the Creek 退亲当天，我从溪里捞了个王爷
[Amnesiac, Unhinged Power Minister × Easygoing, Money-Loving Cook | Falling for Her on His Own | Scheming Possession | Groveling Chase | Happy Ending] After Shen Tang is jilted by her scumbag fiancé, she finds a seriously injured man by the creek and takes him home. He is quiet, obedient, and meek, and seems easy to handle. Shen Tang cares for him diligently, thinking she has simply taken in an ordinary, down-on-his-luck drifter. But when he hears she plans to marry, he turns on her on the spot
7.4kReads6.4Score1.3kShelves
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Young Marshal, Your Stand-In Wife Won't Take It Anymore! 少帅，替身夫人她不干了！
I, Shen Jingshu, am the wife of the young marshal of Ningcheng, and a replacement through and through. I cooked for him with my own hands. He said, “Keep quiet. Don’t disturb me while I’m thinking about her.” I was carrying his child, while he listened to opera with the counterfeit. Then, for the sake of a shadow of his unattainable first love, he made me miscarry on a rainy night. I handed him the divorce papers. He sneered and tore them up. “Without me, how will your entire Shen family survive
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Wonton Beauty? No, the Chancellor’s Legitimate Daughter! 馄饨西施？不，丞相嫡女！
By day, I'm a young woman selling wontons. By night, I set my sights on bookish men. It wasn't until the Prime Minister's residence came to claim me that I learned I'm their real daughter, lost for eighteen years! The first thing I do after returning home is burn every love letter from those scholars. “Spread the word: from now on, no scholars or dogs allowed inside.” Especially you, top scholar! You could never be good enough for the real heiress!
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