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Lin Jiangyue, who was born as a commoner, was the wife of Qi Jingbai, the eldest son of the Qi family of the century-old hairpin. Because they drank a bowl of love potion soup and committed that shameful act, they entered into this inappropriate marriage.
Outsiders all said that she had a good life, and Lin Jiangyue also thought so. She liked Qi Ye and it was love at first sight.
After marrying into a high family, she had served her mother-in-law for many years. She never slacked off in observing the three obediences and the four virtues. She walked on thin ice with caution. Lin Jiangyue never complained about her grievances and endured them, thinking that in this way she could wait for her husband's love and affection.
But Qi Jingbai was still cold, like a handsome ice man.
He already had a beautiful woman in his heart, and she knew it, but she didn't expect that the Qi Mansion had secretly prepared everything to welcome the woman to the door with all the courtesy of a real wife.
Then what does it mean for her to bother to please her so much?
Lin Jiangyue's heart was filled with despair.
After the separation, Qi Jingbai worked hard to overcome all difficulties and implemented the New Deal. He was a gentleman praised by the world and an upright official in the people's mouth.
And she also settled down elsewhere and became a well-known cook. She opened a restaurant and became prosperous without mentioning her past.
"That's good."
They are in different parts of the world, perfect for each other, and will never have anything to do with each other.
One fine day, we met again at a wedding banquet, and it was a time when red silk was everywhere.
Lin Jiangyue stood in the crowd wearing a green gauze dress, smiling sweetly. She was less gentle and soft-hearted and more capable and shrewd than a family member. Suddenly she felt a burning gaze from the crowd.
After a long time apart, our eyes met each other.
Qi Jing, dressed in white and unparalleled in Tsinghua University, is already an unattainable and powerful minister.
Everyone smiled at him, obeyed him, and did not dare to slack off.
But after she was stunned, she looked calm, saluted him without joy or sorrow, turned around and was about to leave.
But who would have expected that the cold and powerful minister who holds great power would be as crazy as a Buddha or a demon at this moment, chasing after him with red eyes, without any of his usual aloof and dignified appearance!
"I regret it!"
I regret that I shouldn't have treated you that way, and that I trampled on your sincerity!
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