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Books by Zhao Tianleng, Who Loves Zunyi Tea
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You Said You Didn’t Love Me, So Why Are You Crying After the Divorce? 说好的不爱，怎么离婚后又哭红眼
Lu Tingzhou had never believed in fate. A bullet pierced his chest on the battlefield. He still didn’t believe. His critically ill mother pressured him to marry for good luck. He didn’t believe then, either. On their wedding night, he saw the meek country girl and believed it even less. Someone like her could never be worthy of him. “Lin Wanxing, there’s someone else in my heart. Behave yourself, and I’ll make sure you have everything you need.” She nodded and said yes. Then she did the laun
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Forced to Marry by My Stepmother, I Won Over the Cold-Faced Commander 被继母逼婚后，冷面首长真香了
Lin Weiwei was forced by her stepmother to marry Gu Xiao, a company commander stationed with the troops. Only after the wedding did she learn that this highly decorated officer was the boy who had once saved her. But Gu Xiao treated her with nothing but courtesy, without the slightest affection, and was always reminding her, “Know your place and don’t bring shame on the Gu family.” In the military compound, she was ostracized and picked on, but through sheer perseverance, she put their shabby li
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You Stole My Destiny? Fine, I'll Become Your Mother-in-Law 夺我命格？我转头做你婆婆
The Daoist said, “The legitimate daughter is destined to be empress; the concubine-born daughter is destined for a lowly life.” In her previous life, Concubine Xue was audacious enough to switch her with her legitimate elder sister. To prevent any future trouble, they poisoned her into silence when she was only a year old. While her elder sister took her place in the imperial palace and basked in glory, she was branded as lowborn and died after enduring endless abuse. Reborn, she finds that h
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Ghostly Livestream: Messages from the Dead Help Me Solve Cases 阴间直播：亡者弹幕教我破案
Late at night, standing at a murder scene, I actually saw the victim’s real-time comments floating in the air: “Streamer, look under the bed! The murderer hasn’t left yet!” After binding the Dead Victim Revelation System, I use the victims’ “first-person replays” and “posthumous complaints” to ruthlessly crack every perfect crime in this city, a place teeming with eerie urban legends. Since conventional logic can’t catch the madmen hiding in the cracks of the system, I’ll just send you off to th
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