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Reborn, I Threw Myself into Third Master Fan's Arms and Begged for a Hug
“I love you, but I hate the person I become when you love me.” In his previous life, Lu Yi had someone in his heart whom he believed was dead. As the fire blazed around them, he held a dagger to Fan Yu’s heart. “You’re the one who owes him. I’m only taking revenge for him.” His hand “trembled,” and the blade missed by an inch. With the last of his strength, Fan Yu protected him and desperately pushed him out of the fire. Was Fan Yu afraid of dying? Yes. He was afraid that after he died, no one w
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After Three Years of Pure Hatred, Mr. Shen Filed for Divorce and His Eyes Turned Red from Tears.
[Confrontation between a couple who hates each other+reunion+chasing his wife in the crematorium, chatterbox x mutism] Lu Ying is a talkative, but Shen Jinhuai suffers from mutism. Two people who are not suitable at all have been married for three years. Lu Ying knew that he had always regarded himself as Bai Yueguang's substitute. She felt unhappy, thinking that she could at least see a trace of emotion in his eyes. But in exchange, there will always be only cold silence. He would always be sil
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Become a Widow After a Substitute Marriage? My Abstinent Uncle Stalks and Kisses Me Every Night
By order of a substitute marriage, Su Lingyu became the happy widow of Cheng Guogong's palace. Everyone laughed at her for being a disgraced widow, but they didn't know that she managed the inner house with military skills and kept the two and three bedrooms that were making things difficult for her in order. Her brother-in-law Cheng Yan, who was weak and coughed up blood, secretly joined forces with her every night, but held her hand tightly in the crowd. Until she discovered that he was the so
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Spring Rain After the Dawn
In the early summer downpour, Liang Lingwei sheltered under the eaves of a teahouse, eyeing the sweet rice porridge stall and secretly rising onto her tiptoes, all while pretending to be refined. A man suddenly offered her an umbrella. Seeing how her eyes were glued to the porridge stall, Yun Hengyu went straight over, bought two bowls, and handed her one. She cradled the hot porridge under the umbrella, only then noticing that half his shoulder was soaked through. When she pointed it out, he me
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