Bulldozer's numerical value is weird, heartthrob, half-witch descendant, the real mother goddess
It's an absolutely cool story where the heroine won't suffer a bit, there won't be a purely bad villain turned into a wise woman, and the national structure is purely made up and made up.
The Su family searched for twenty-five years before they found their missing daughter for twenty-five years just a few days before they needed a woman to celebrate the wedding. They were happily preparing to welcome new investment and an obedient woman.
But unfortunately, there is nothing.
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Si Jianguo begged the old man for half a month before he got permission to celebrate his youngest son's wedding. The person chosen was from the Su family. Si Jianguo was not very satisfied, but for the sake of his son, he could accept it. The little girl had been living abroad for twenty-five years and suffered a lot. Si Jianguo decided to check the girl's file first.
Wait, how come this file was transferred from the National Security Bureau?
Seeing his wife happily preparing to celebrate her son's birthday, Yun Xinghe saw on one side a thick stack of files marked top secret that only Si Jianguo, who was still in office, could see. Mr. Si Jianguo: Who came up with this bad idea... Who wants to harm their Si family! ! !
The young master of the Si family, who was so ill that he could barely breathe, welcomed his wedding day. The guilty Si Ming decided to refuse even if he breathed his last. Before he could be moved to the ancestral hall, he met Yun Xinghe in the ward.
Siming said that the luckiest thing in his life was that he did not resist when his family asked him to get married.
When the thumb-thick needle was about to prick him, he just stared at Yun Xinghe, not resisting at all.
Life is all about timing, Si Ming said. When the pie falls in the sky, you must jump up and catch it.
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At the beginning of the Kunlun Mountains, ten witches appeared in the world. Over the long years, the boundary between humans and gods gradually became clearer. Only half a witch was left among them, wandering on the boundary between humans, gods, and mountains and seas. But people are people after all, just like Yun Xinghe will always be Yun Xinghe.
Intention: destiny