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Qin Xian has been secretly in love with Xin Lu for many years, and unexpectedly found out about the marriage between the two families. She happily agreed.
Even if the ultimate goal of this marriage is for both parties' businesses.
After the marriage, she remembered everything related to Xin Lu and worked hard to create surprises in her marriage.
I will buy the flowers she likes, dress according to her preferences, and taste desserts with her that I have never wanted to eat in the past.
Qin Xian changed herself according to what Xin Lu liked, hoping that one day she would be attracted to her.
She didn't want their relationship to be known, so Qin Xian never said who his wife was outside.
She needs the wifely duties once a week, and even if Qin Xian sometimes doesn't want to do it because of exhaustion, he will try his best to satisfy her.
In front of outsiders, they don't know each other, and no one knows their true relationship.
In private, Xin Lu would suppress his warm smile and be extremely indifferent to her.
It wasn't until Xin Lu's Bai Yueguang showed up that Qin Xian realized that delusions were indeed delusions, and that things he disliked would not turn into likes one day.
Someone always gets special treatment.
During the divorce, Qin Xian still treated the other party with dignity.
But she didn't expect that she would lose her memory.
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Xin Lu, who always obeyed the instructions of her elders, agreed to the family marriage. She didn't like Qin Xian, and she hated Qin Xian for always finding excuses to get close to her.
After the divorce, Qin Xian, who had completely disappeared from her life, crept into her mind bit by bit, and Xin Lu could think of her no matter what.
After the meeting one day, Xin Lu received a strange phone call.
"Hello, are you a family member? Qin Xian was in a car accident."
Xin Lu rushed over and saw the unconscious Qin Xian. After taking care of him for many days, Qin Xian woke up with clear eyes open, and there was doubt in her eyes: "Who are you?"
Xin Lu lied: "I am your wife."
The lies kept getting bigger and bigger until one day, Qin Xian regained his memory.
"Mr.
Xin Lu grabbed her cuffs hard, his eyes red.
"... I regret it."
●Same-sex marriageable background
●Double clean, 1V1
Advance collection - "After Divorce, My Ex-Wife Knows Her Taste by Eating Her Marrow"
Mo Wei has always liked Zhu Xunwen. By chance, she was selected by Aunt Zhu and became her follower.
From high school to college, her identity never changed.
In the eyes of outsiders, they were always inseparable, but in private, Zhu Xunwen, who was genial in front of outsiders, always had a cold face when facing her.
In the year of graduation, Aunt Zhu asked the two to get married. Mo Wei was full of joy, which meant that they would go one step further.
After marriage, she tried her best to meet all Zhu Xunwen's requirements, hoping that one day she would fall in love with her.
After three years of marriage, she still hasn't been treated well by her.
Occasionally, she saw Zhu Xunwen and his friends who had returned to China and said, "How could I fall in love with that kind of mercenary woman?"
Mo Wei felt cold all over. The next day, she went to find Aunt Zhu. When she saw Zhu Xunwen again, she handed her the divorce agreement.
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Zhu Xunwen hated being controlled, and also hated Mo Wei, who was nominally her mother's playmate, but was actually a child bride.
She thought about driving Mo Wei away, but she didn't expect that she would take the initiative to file for divorce.
After Mo Wei left, she suddenly wasn't used to it.
Purpose: Only sincerity can gain love
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The edge and madness fade away, leaving only the lonely mountain and sincerity.
This chapter is not a poem, but a bit of romance, a bit of obsession, a bit of filial piety, and a bit of infatuation that refuses to be mediocre, left by a lower-class literati under the pressure of life.
Clumsy yet true, light yet thick, cold yet warm, it is the most humane section in the whole work.
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[Orange Candy] Got it The edge and madness fade away, leaving only the lonely mountain and sincerity. This chapter is not a poem, but a bit of romance, a bit of obsession, a bit of filial piety, and a bit of infatuation that refuses to be mediocre, left by a lower-class literati under the pressure of life. Clumsy yet true, light yet thick, cold yet warm, it is the most humane section in the whole work.
Um? There won't be any updates today [Spread your hands]