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Continuation article: "Seizing the Jiaoyuan", please don't touch me VS forcefully post it, please take it away! The copy is at the bottom [The future brother-in-law who looks gentle but is crazy about criticism × the fiancée who looks docile but is actually sober] When she was six years old, Su Liyue was sent to her uncle's house in Jiangnan by her parents because her eldest sister was frail. She stayed there for twelve years. Once her father was demoted, he did not forget to use her to pave the way - he promised her to the Qin family of the Ministry of Personnel. She returned to Beijing again just to break off the engagement. Everyone in Beijing knew that the eldest sister Su Wanyu was gentle and dignified, and the prince Xie Yuheng of the Marquis of Jing'an was as noble as jade. They were a match made in heaven. No one knows that the eldest sister and her fiancé Qin Zimo have been secretly communicating with each other for a long time. In the corridor under the moonlight, Su Liyue bumped into her eldest sister and Qin Zimo kissing each other. She turned around in panic, but fell into another embrace. Xie Yuheng stood in the shadow of the corridor pillar, the breeze was bright and the moon was shining, but his eyes were as deep as a pool. His fingertips touched her lips lightly, and his breath brushed her ears: "I saw it." Su Liyue was overjoyed to break off the engagement and retreated step by step, but Xie Yuheng seduced her step by step. Under the family banquet table, the tips of his shoes lightly brushed against the hem of her skirt; around the corner of the corridor, his fingertips slowly brushed against the side of her neck. Even where the eldest sister had a private meeting with Qin Zimo, he trapped her and whispered like a temptation: "They are so happy, why do you have to keep an empty promise alone?" Xie Yuheng helped her break off the engagement, and Su Liyue was grateful. But when the Qin family came to break off the engagement, Xie Yuheng changed his face and proposed a marriage exchange between the three families - he wanted to marry her. * When Xie Yuheng met his fiancée for the first time, he heard her call her "brother-in-law" with a smile. He was surprised and curious in his heart, wondering if she could still be so calm in the face of those unbearable truths. He watched with cold eyes, but also personally exposed the unbearable truth to Su Liyue's eyes. But Su Liyue was not sad but happy, and Xie Yuheng's heart was slightly shaken. He helped Su Liyue break off the engagement, but forced her to marry her in exchange for another marriage. Su Liyue agreed, but broke off the engagement with him before the wedding. Xie Yuheng clutched the thin paper, his knuckles turning white: "Su Liyue, how dare you?" Su Liyue's calm eyes reflected his loss of control: "Xie Yuheng, it's just about everyone getting what they need!" Xie Yuheng laughed at himself, laughing at how he was losing ground every step of the way. She was forced into the situation, and now she wanted to get out of it soberly. Su Liyue, how dare she... Reading tips: 1. The combination of plunder and seduction comes true. The male protagonist is both white and black. He is deeply scheming and has been plotting against the female protagonist for a long time. 2. The heroine is weak but actually sober. 3. Four-person Shura field, identity taboos, true and false engagements, the ultimate bloody affair · Brother-in-law literature (no legal relationship) 4. The emotional line is the main focus, the plot serves love, Shuangjie HE [Overhead, considerate] Received documents: [Gentle and tough worker V tolerates and restrains the crazy boss, Shuang Jie] Shen Yuan has an unknown secret - she has been in love with her boss Pei Yanqing for many years, and she relies on her talent to be able to stay by Pei Yanqing's side forever. Until her heart was ruthlessly exposed, and she saw Pei Yanqing staring at her left handkerchief, with a look of disgust and a voice as cold as ice: "Disgusting." She finally understood that to him, she was just a servant who had evil thoughts about her master. She turned around and left, and Pei Yanqing showed no mercy. Less than half a month after returning home, a young man brought a betrothal gift to the Shen family to propose marriage. Pei Yanqing was also beside him. Faced with the young man's wishes, Pei Yanqing casually agreed: "If my nephew likes it, I can take her into the house as my concubine." Behind the scenes, Pei Yanqing's face was as cold as ice: "Is this your new method? I have no intention of you, so you seduce Pei Zhao into my Pei residence?" Shen Yuan's face was like gold paper, and she said word by word: "I don't know his identity... If I want to marry him, what does it have to do with you?" * At the age of twenty-four, Pei Yanqing became an official of the fourth rank, turned around and entered the business world, and became an uncrowned clan in the south of the Yangtze River. The old lady urged him to marry, but he refused; others asked him what kind of woman he wanted, but he didn't answer. But when he came back from his dream in the middle of the night, the accounting girl in the mansion was trembling in his arms, and her wet eyes made him lose his armor. Who would have thought that that man would hook up with his distant nephew. Shen Yuan once saw Pei Zhao folding plum blossoms as gifts, and Shen Yuan lowered his eyes and smiled, filled with jealousy that burned away Pei Yanqing's upright and self-possessed façade. Later, Pei Zhao knelt in the rain and begged his uncle to grant him permission. In the study, Pei Yanqing lowered his head to Shen Yuan's ear and said in a hoarse voice: "A Yuan, say Uncle Pei, stay one more night." Shen Yuan hated him and ran away from him, hoping that there would no longer be warmth in his eyes. Pei Yanqing had no choice but to trap her within a few inches. The red candle burned out and was replenished. She pressed against the edge of the table and had no way to retreat, so he clasped her slim waist and pushed her back in front of her. His voice was hoarse and broken: "A Yuan, I regret it." Intention: The true self is precious



