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Yu Xi, who worked hard on technology, was transformed into a cabbage among the wilting cabbages in the field.
Tiancan's scripts include but are not limited to being in heavy debt, both parents are dead, the Chai family is crumbling, and the little sister is ignorant. Well, there's a big hole in the forehead.
Yu Xi, who always does good deeds and never tramples on the lawn: God, you are really cruel.
What to do? Roll up your sleeves and work hard!
Yu Xi, who has been sitting on the bench for more than ten years in this world, gritted his teeth and waved his hand: lacquer fan, sandalwood fan, black paper fan, entangled flower fan, sparkle sunflower fan, bamboo silk fan, damask silk fan!
The girl from the mountains and fields walked into the capital step by step, and the name of the Yu family in Yuzhou became known to everyone.
In addition to making money to make fans, Yu Xi also loves to pick up people, save their lives and make friends.
Under the pouring rain, Yu Xi saw the face of his deceased friend again. The visitor's eyelashes were trembling and his body was covered with scars. His frail body stood in the courtyard leaning on a bleeding sword.
He begged Yu Xi to save him again.
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Rong Sheng had calculated many things in the first half of his life.
Money, power, life.
Just don't ask for mercy.
He just went around in circles, praying for his sweetheart to turn back, but all that was left was the wounds and scars on his back and arms.
Show weakness. Compromise. Ask for help.
Give everything you can with your own hands.
It's as sweet as glutinous rice.
Intention: Persistent efforts for the best talent.
