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Seventeen-year-old Yu Qier was thrown into a remote place in a poor country.
In order to get her father's approval and take her home as soon as possible, she lived in Bian Lin's small shabby house.
She was so annoyed that she ordered the boy to carry the old fan for her, "Bian Lin, if I still feel uncomfortable after my nap, you are dead!"
The gauze curtains swayed in the breeze, unable to stop the humid heat.
Bian Lin leaned outside, the vocabulary book in his hand began to fade, he lowered his eyes and held up the fan without saying a word.
Until hot drops of sweat fell on her white ankles.
In order to get rid of her, Bian Lin swallowed her anger.
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Twenty-seven-year-old Yu Qier moved into Bian Lin's villa in order to oppose his father.
She wore Bian Lin's shirt and angrily drove away the curly-haired woman next to him. After being furious, she asked the man to change the bed, "I don't want to sleep on a bed that other women have touched!"
The man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, "Yu Qier, we are getting married."
"So?"
Bian Lin walked over and pinched her slender chin, "So don't worry, I won't betray our marriage like you."
In order to keep her, Bian Lin endured it again and again.
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At the later banquet, she wore a haute couture dress, and the tips of her hair were exquisitely curved. Her feet were red, and everyone was busy working on her.
Yu Qier is notoriously picky.
Others asked, "Isn't it tiring to live with her?"
Bian Lin held her flat shoes in his hand and looked at the woman not far away after hearing this.
I once carried a fan for her all summer long. Now that he had fulfilled his seventeen-year-old wish, he raised his lips.
"With great pleasure."
"Running in the torrential rain and strong wind, giving me a movie that will never be completed."
Intention: to get what you want
