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Whose Child Is It? My Ex-Husband, the Director, Is Anxious.
Wen Ning did not expect to meet Shen Zhi in the obstetrics and gynecology department. Under his white coat, he still had the restrained eyebrows she was familiar with, but he was currently staring at her prenatal check-up form. "Twelve weeks pregnant?" His voice was cold and piercing, "It was only 10 weeks since we divorced." When she was lying on the bleeding hospital bed, she heard her ex-husband yelling at the doctor: "Protect your lord! You must protect your lord!" But before the anesthetic
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Everlasting Regret Locks the Heart of the Palace
He had promised her eternal peace, but he destroyed everything for her with his own hands. She is Xiao Yuli, the last princess of the previous dynasty, who entered the palace incognito as a maidservant; he is Murong Chen, the prince of the new dynasty, who took the throne as heir apparent through blood. A mistaken life-saving grace turned her into a substitute, and five years of infatuation resulted in the death of her entire family. He knew the truth the day she jumped from the city wall. But s
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Good Weather Every Year
He is the decisive leader of the Shen Consortium, Shen Tinglan, who is twenty-two years old, and no one in the business world is afraid of his three-point tactics. She is the most cherished pearl of the Nan family. Nan Sheng is twenty-two years old. She has a gentle appearance and her eyes are like crescent moons when she smiles. Ten years ago, he was a down-and-out young man who stayed in the Nan family, and she was the little tail who always loved to follow behind him and softly call "Brother
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Midnight Bedtime Order
Room 404 of the seemingly ordinary normal university girls dormitory "Lanhuixuan", the night freshman Su Wanwan checked in, she found a line of blood writing under the bed board: "At twelve o'clock at midnight, you will be closed to bed and do not return. Violators..." She thought it was a prank until the clock struck midnight, the doors and windows of the dormitory building were blocked by invisible forces, and the sound of wet footsteps came from the end of the corridor... Lin Che, the new you
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