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The night the real daughter came back, I was sent to the emergency room with an explosive blood alcohol level. The funny thing is, I'm a teetotaler. At this time, Shen Qingya was drinking a thousand cups of wine in the magnificent box, mingling with business leaders. "Sister Qinghuan, why do you look so ugly? Are you jealous that I won another multi-million project?" She smiled sweetly. I endured the severe headache and nausea and stared at her: "Shen Qingya, you know what's going on." "What do I know?" She blinked innocently, "I am born without getting drunk after a thousand drinks. This is a gift that you can't envy." "Sister, it's not good for you to drink secretly at home." I gritted my teeth: "You fake!" "Fake?" Her smile instantly turned sinister. "The DNA test report is not fake. On the contrary, someone who occupies the position of a real daughter is a fake. He can get out now." The doctor rushed over: "The patient needs gastric lavage immediately! If it is too late, he will die of alcohol poisoning!"

The moment I opened the door after get off work, I smelled a sweet and greasy fragrance, which was not the smell of any perfume I used. Husband Gu Zichuan poked his head out of the kitchen, wearing an apron and smiling as gently as usual. "Good news is back? Why is it so early today?" "What does it smell like?" I asked directly. He was stunned for a moment, then patted his forehead in realization: "Oh, I have a client to see the plan this afternoon, and the perfume smell is a bit strong. I opened the window, but it hasn't been completely dispersed yet." I nodded, changed my slippers, and walked to the bedroom. Unexpectedly, the fragrance in the bedroom became stronger. On the bedside table, my design magazines were placed messily, and there was a long hair on the pillow, which was obviously not my hair color. "This client came to our bedroom to see a plan?" I walked to the kitchen holding the long blond hair. Gu Zichuan was washing vegetables, with his back to me: "She said she wanted to see the decoration effect of our home, so I took her on a tour." "You know, the decoration style of our home is indeed a good model and has been praised by many friends." "Really?" I pushed my hair in front of his face, "This client's hair loss is a bit serious! His hair fell on the pillow. " He looked at it calmly and said with a natural expression, "Maybe it was on the sofa, I don't know." He put down the food and came over to comfort me: "Are you tired, why are you so suspicious today? I made your favorite sweet and sour pork, try it." I leaned in his arms, the disgusting smell of perfume rushed to my forehead, and my blood surged.

The system told me that as long as I defeated any of the four male protagonists, I would be reborn. But three years later, they were all snatched away by White Lotus Mu Anran and asked me to die. What's even more ridiculous is that Mu Anran turned out to be the murderer who killed me with his car in the real world. "Su Wan, a woman with a twisted mentality like you should die alone all her life." Huo Qiming slapped him with a wave of his hand. "Enough! I think you are really crazy." Wen Mocheng stared at me with disgust, "Anran is so kind, why do you frame her again and again?" "Slander? Everything I said is the truth!" I shouted hoarse. "Facts?" Lin Yu sneered, "Mu Anran can't lie, you can." I was completely desperate. For them, I have donated blood, had my kidneys cut, been beaten, and humiliated. But now they would rather believe an outsider than listen to an explanation from me. "Okay, since you believe in her so much, then I will help you." I pushed everyone away, "Remember, it was you who forced me." I thought this was the end. Until the man named Jiang Zhao hugged me, until he took out Mu Anran's recording.

At the company's annual meeting, as soon as I received the "Best Manager of the Year" trophy, my husband Chen Hao mocked me in front of all my colleagues. "Zhao Ziqi, you won't receive such awards in the future. Haven't you noticed that you are becoming more and more powerful and no longer feminine?" He pointed to his cousin who came from the countryside to seek refuge in the corner: "Look at how gentle Xiaomeng is. This is what a woman should be like." My hand holding the trophy began to tremble. "Chen Hao, are you crazy? This is the company! If you have anything to say, go home." "Because it's your company, I have to remind you not to be too arrogant." "Do you think winning a broken trophy is a big deal? You can't even cook at home, so Xiaomeng is not as considerate as Xiaomeng." The surrounding colleagues looked at each other and started to eat crickets. The atmosphere was extremely awkward. I put down the microphone and smashed the trophy on the ground in front of everyone. "Since you think Xiaomeng is better than me, let her be your wife!" I sneered and looked at the dark crowd in the audience. "Colleagues, I'm sorry to make you laugh." "By the way, I want to announce something. Starting from tomorrow, I will resign from the position of deputy general manager." "Let this position be given to someone more suitable."

I discovered that my memory was being stolen. The new colleague Chen Sicheng used some kind of brain-computer interface device to sneak into my brain like a thief and steal the project results that I had worked on for three years. When I forgot my core algorithm in a meeting, he could repeat it verbatim. "Xiao Yu, your memory is not very good recently." He showed his fake eight-tooth standard smile. "Really? Then how do you know what I think that I have never told anyone?" I looked him straight in the eyes. "You must have mentioned it to me." His eyes flickered, and he turned and left. Every night, I can feel someone reading my thoughts, page by page like a book. I began to forget the password to my house, my parents' phone numbers, and even who I was. And this devil in a crisp suit is using my memory to serve his ambitions. But he didn't know that the memory connection was two-way. As he stole my memories, I also saw his secrets...

Three years ago, I transformed from the daughter of a guilty minister into the crown prince's concubine, just to vindicate my father and brother. I thought Murong Huaijin was sincere in his tenderness towards me, but I didn't expect him to have a beautiful woman in his heart. I was just a substitute. When his cousin Liu Rumeng returned to the palace, I was reduced from a concubine to a foot-washing maid, and fell from the deep palace to the cold palace. "Do you think you can reach heaven in one step after having a child? I tell you, don't even think about it!" Liu Rumeng looked at me proudly. "Qingqing, how can a person like you deserve to raise a child?" He looked at my miserable state after the miscarriage with cold eyes, hugged her and walked away. After ten years of marriage, he had three thousand concubines. He asked me to kneel in the rain to atone for Liu Rumeng's sins. He asked me to be her personal maid and watched them love each other. When the three-year contract expired, I left that golden cage without looking back. But what I didn't know was that when the truth came out, he actually...

At the moment of my tragic death, my fiancé Murong Yuchen was in the palace begging the emperor for an imperial edict to marry his cousin Xie Yuyan. This bamboo horse that I have loved for ten years used me to climb the Qingyun Ladder and then backhandedly sent my entire family to the guillotine. When everyone in the Hou family was executed, only his cousin Murong Yuze came to rescue me with the remaining soldiers, but he was shot to death by random arrows. When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn and returned to the day of my sixteenth birthday party, the day when my father wanted to choose a husband for me. "Zhihan, I already have someone in my heart and I can't marry you." Murong Yuchen refused to marry in public. I looked at the taciturn man in the corner, "Father, I want to marry Murong Yuze." The whole room was in an uproar, and Murong Yuchen's face changed drastically. "Zhihan, are you crazy? Even if I didn't choose you, how could you be so childish and insult yourself?"

In my last life, at my cousin's funeral, my aunt held my hand tightly and begged me to do a "little favor." I reluctantly agreed, but I didn't expect that this "little favor" would put me in debt of more than 20 million yuan. When I was desperately trying to make money to fill this hole, my cousin's so-called ex-girlfriend stepped in with her "posthumous son" and took away the company's assets. However, I was forced by my creditors to commit suicide by jumping off the building. When I opened my eyes again and looked at the urn in front of me, my heart trembled, and the memory of death suddenly came to my mind. "Auntie, don't worry, I need to understand it clearly before talking." I gently pulled out my hand and pretended to straighten the folds of the black skirt. Hao Meihua's smile instantly froze on her face, and she subconsciously looked at her uncle Zhuo Zhenguo. The latter immediately pretended to cough twice: "Mingyao, you majored in management. My cousin left suddenly, and the company didn't explain clearly." "If you don't help take over, the company will be owned by..." "So we need professional lawyers and accountants to evaluate." I interrupted him, my tone was calm but unquestionable. "I'll make an appointment with a lawyer friend tomorrow. Let's find out the situation first."

He said he loved me dearly, but he lost his memory three days before the wedding and regretted the marriage. The trauma made him forget about me, but he only remembered the 18th-tier actress Qian Jingjing who looked like his first love. The doctor told me that his condition might get better soon, or it might never get better. I confidently led him to search for his memory, and acquiesced to Qian Jingjing's attentive visit until I overheard their conversation. "Brother Huanzhi, maybe I can help you remember more." Qian Jingjing's voice was very soft and sweet, "You need me more than your fiancée." "Jingjing, thank you." Wang Huanzhi held her hand, "I don't know what I would do without you." "Fuya, I I don't want to lie to you." He looked at me seriously, "Although I know that you are my fiancée, I really don't have any special feelings for you." In his eyes, my affection for you is no more than a small actor who needs to play with me, and I, my fiancée, have become a burden that he needs to get rid of. If that's the case, then I'll help him. Wang Huanzhi, I will give you the freedom you want, but can you afford the price?

On the fifth wedding anniversary, my wife gave the family jade lock to the man who suddenly appeared in our lives. When I proposed, she refused to tell me that she wanted to leave it to the child. Now that her daughter is 5 years old, she has not mentioned a word. "I'm sorry, I gave the lock to Cheng Yuan." Su Yufei's eyes were calm, as if she was talking about today's weather. I held the anniversary souvenir carefully selected for her in my hand and froze in place. "Why?" I tried to sound calm, but even I could hear the tremor in it. "Is there any need to explain?" She turned around and continued to organize documents, with the familiar arrogant look on her face. "Cheng Yuan needs it." It's not a want, it's a need. She chose to use that word. I put down the gift box in despair and turned to leave. The system's voice sounded in my mind again: "Lin Zhiyuan, remember, she will eventually belong to the person she is destined to be." "You are just an accident in this book."

After being beaten by my biological father and stepmother, I was tied up in the toilet. They allowed my wounds to become infected and fester, and I was left to fend for myself. The tears on his face mixed with the blood, and the taste of rust flowed into his mouth. Is this what family love feels like? It tastes so bitter! In the darkness of despair, a voice sounded in my mind: [The Guardian System for the Weak has been activated]

On the eve of the engagement party, my fiancée Jiang Qingyao sent someone to blow up my legs and threw me into the hospital to die. Su Yaqin is not my stepmother, and Lin Zihao is not my brother. Even my beloved fiancée secretly hooked up with Lin Zihao. My stepmother Su Yaqin held my hand and cried bitterly, vowing to avenge me. But when she thought I was in a coma, she cold-bloodedly said to the doctor: "Just save your life, and the rest depends on God's will." I closed my eyes and pretended to be unconscious, listening to her and my fiancée Jiang Qingyao discussing how to deal with this "sluggish person" like me. "Lin Qingxuan never dared to make requests from me, but since you two got engaged, he actually dared to ask me for money, and his father wanted to give him the shares." Su Yaqin's voice was full of viciousness, "This is clearly coveting the inheritance of the company, how could I let them succeed!" "Mom, the groom is Lin Zihao. Anyway, the outside world only knows that I am going to marry the second young master of the Lin family." Jiang Qingyao's voice was full of pride. "When Lin Qingxuan is completely destroyed, the company will belong to Haoer." Su Yaqin made no secret of her calculations. It turns out that the family I desperately wanted to fit into turned out to be a true hell. Do they think I will just wait to die?

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