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The advance copy of "The Queen Covets the Inheritance of the Sick and Weak Wife" can be found at the bottom [Bright and elegant but tough-tongued, Alpha, the boss of the year, and Omega, the queen of the film industry and the queen of fishing, Omega] Ji Congyan has a mysophobia and hates physical contact with others most in his life. As we all know, AOs with a pheromone matching degree of more than 80% will create an irresistible attraction to each other during the susceptible period. The higher the matching degree, the stronger the suction power. After attending the dinner on behalf of the company, Ji Congyan went into the hotel room to rest. Before the lights were turned on, a burst of fragrance came, accompanied by a strong tingling sensation in the glands on the back of the neck. Before she could react, the next moment, an Omega was sucked into her arms. A little fragrant, but... She flattened the slightly curved hair tail shape that the stylist had carefully cut out for her. Ji Congyan's mysophobia broke out. Pull out the carefully styled long hair. Pushing Omega away gracefully and slowly, preparing to close the hotel tomorrow. But as soon as she pushed it open, a mature and fragrant orchid and sandalwood scent hit her face, directly inducing her susceptibility period. …… A love O wish. Ji Congyan threw it behind him in a blink of an eye. But not long after— A sheet of Omega pregnancy diagnosis was gently pushed in front of her. Bo Shuang, a popular movie queen, has a look and temperament that is completely opposite to her name. She is gentle, gentle, dignified and dignified. She asked politely: "Can Mr. Ji be responsible?" Omega during pregnancy exudes a unique fragrance. Ji Cong nodded vaguely through the smoke and signed an agreement with the other party. Including but not limited to hugging Bo Shuang when she needs it, accompanying her, and providing Alpha pheromones to comfort her. A very simple thing, but it is difficult for Ji Congyan, who has a mysophobia. At first, even if it was a simple matter of holding hands, Ji Congyan tensed up and held hands across the blanket. Bo Shuang tolerated her and guided her gently and patiently. Later, Ji Congyan held Bo Shuang in his left hand and his daughter in his right hand. She gradually got used to the warm life of her wife and daughter. A year passed in the blink of an eye, and the long-lost agreement suddenly appeared on Bo Shuang's desk. Even the boss has to follow the agreement. Ji Cong said from the cigarette holder: "Don't worry." He turned around but his eyes were red, and he left with regrets. · Early in the morning, there was a knock on the presidential suite of the hotel. Ji Congyan was woken up and had a bad temper. He opened the door with a dark face. She wanted to see who had the guts to knock on her door before six in the morning. Outside the door, Bo Shuang held her daughter who was not yet one year old. Omega, who had always been gentle and reserved, rarely lost her composure. She was dusty with travel, and her red eyes were moist. She guided her with a warm voice: "The quilt has been washed, but it's dirty here. Can we go home now?" *** 1. Shuang Jiehe, pregnancy, childbirth, dog blood, Mary Sue, the ancient boss 2. No accessories 3. Writing novice ======"After Coveting the Inheritance of the Sick and Weak Wife"====== [Loving money and doting on his wife, dull sense in the second year A x cold and sick, black belly in the first year O] The Song family, one of the most powerful families in Jiangcheng, went bankrupt. In order to pay off her debts, the second lady Song Yujin, who had been idle and chewing the elderly after returning from studying abroad, was forced to marry. Among the many offers of marriage to her, Song Yujin was selective and selected an old, sick and rich female Omega. It is rumored that the Ji family members carry a disease-prone gene and do not live long. The longest-lived Ji family member in recorded history only lived to the age of thirty-six. A quick calculation showed that in five or six years at the latest, she would be able to inherit the inheritance beautifully. The more Song Yujin thought about it, the more satisfied she became. Fearing that this windfall would be intercepted by others, she made a prompt decision and knocked on the door of Ji's family with her household registration book. · The sick wife was extremely generous to her, giving her as much pocket money as she wanted. After marriage, Song Yujin once again lived a fulfilling and wealthy aristocratic life. However, the good times did not last long, and the rich meals at home gradually turned into steamed buns and pickles. Song Yujin reached out to his wife and asked for more pocket money. The beauty was leaning against the window, with Alpha's wide, silky coat hugging her slim and graceful figure, her onion-like slender fingers gently flicking the abacus beads, her willow eyebrows carrying a hint of sadness. "Ajin takes three Alpha long-lasting pills every day, which costs 3,000 yuan a day." "The sister from the Baomu Opera Troupe comes to sing for Ah Jin every day, and the appearance fee, set-up fee, tea fee... The total daily cost is 50,000 yuan." "Every feast delivered by Meiyu Restaurant, Dongjin's finest artificial clothes..." Song Yujin only heard the sound of the inheritance rushing away. · For the sake of her inheritance, she gritted her teeth and reluctantly quit the Alpha long-lasting drug. Ji Shumian was dissatisfied at night, so she exercised. The second young lady of the Song family, who had never touched her fingers, had developed a few thin calluses on her hands and developed a body of slim muscles that were both attractive and useful. I don't even invite the troupe, I just read books every day. I cook the food myself and only buy finished products for clothes. Life is frugal, monotonous and tasteless. Ji Shumian felt sorry for her and would play piano and dance music for her in his spare time. His thin clothes were soaked with sweat, evaporating the fragrance. However, he was overworked and coughed up blood, and even became ill and dying. Song Yujin's eyes were red as she carried her and ran to the hospital. But she didn't have much pocket money left, and couldn't even afford a car. She ran ten streets and arrived at the hospital before Ji Shumian died. It costs money to see a doctor, it costs money to take medicine, it costs money to receive treatment, it costs money everywhere... Song Yujin picked up the old business at home, and all the medicinal doctors used the best for Ji Shumian. Unknowingly, the inheritance earned more and more, and he even stepped on the stroke of a stroke and became the richest man in Jiangcheng. The sickly Ji Shumian's complexion became more and more rosy. All is well with life. · Until one day, Song Yujin accidentally opened a room in his house. The room is filled with pharmaceutical tools, and the extremely expensive handmade Alpha long-lasting medicine on the market is produced here. I accidentally bumped into Ji Shumian and the leader of the Baomu Opera Troupe, calling them sisters: "Sister saved my mother's life twenty years ago. I have nothing to repay in this life, so how can I accept this money." Not only that. The owner of the restaurant, the owner of the clothing store... They were all employees of Ji Shumian. In the east courtyard, which she was never allowed to set foot on, the huge hall was filled with real gold, silver, antiques and famous paintings, which were more than tens of millions of times what she had earned during this period. Song Yujin felt that her fate had been teased. He ran away from home in a rage. Go to Haicheng next door and stay in a new vacation manor that is completely untouched by the Ji family property. Walking by the lake at night, a sudden strong wind blew the beauty Pingting from a distance closer. Ji Shumian stood on tiptoes and pressed a shallow kiss on the side of her face. The light red lipstick remained on Song Yujin's face. The cold voice trembled: "Ajin, I am thirty-six this year, aren't you willing to come back and help me collect the body?" *** 1. Shuangjie, He, Tianshuang 2. Imagining the 1980s and 1990s 3. Writing novice Purpose: live a good life