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After Being Reborn, I Threw Myself into My Ex-Husband's Arms and Admitted My Mistake.
"Chi Wan! If you dare to go with him, our Huo family will treat you as their daughter-in-law!" Mr. Huo was so angry that his cane shook. "Wanwan, don't be afraid, I'm here." The cousin Gu Yingsheng beside her held her hand tightly, his eyes full of affection. Chi Wan was greedy for this "tenderness", shook off her fiancé's cold hand behind her, and got into the elopement car without hesitation. The moment the car door closed, she saw the light in her fiancé Huo Shaoyu's eyes shatter. ——This is t
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After the Judge's Order Expired, I Tried Quan Hao Via Live Broadcast
I am Su Yao, an illegitimate daughter who only has seven days left to live. On the day I returned to the wealthy family, they held my hand until I died so that they could exchange my heart for the fake daughter. It's a pity that I hold the judge's order and control the book of cause and effect. So, I started the live broadcast in front of the entire Internet: "In the first trial, the hypocritical mistress Shen Qin stole my luck and messed up my fate. She was sentenced to twenty years of bad luck
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After Time Travel, I Relied on Food to Conquer the Villain Boss
I, Xi Qingmo, a modern agent, traveled to ancient times and became a vicious female supporting role. Faced with being framed by my family, I relied on good food and intelligence to resolve the crisis, fell in love with and killed the villain, and finally gained happiness.
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The System Asks Me to Capture the Princess? Solve the Case First!
In the execution ground of Dayao Dynasty, the bluestone slabs were soaked in dark red by time and blood, like a huge and old brand, covering the heart of this glorious imperial capital called "Tianjing". Here, treasonous generals, greedy eunuchs, bandit leaders who gathered in the mountains and forests were executed, and the necks of countless nameless people were crushed. The executioner's ghost-headed sword reflected the skylight, and every time it was swung, it accurately executed the cold-as
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