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Ji Qinghan's marriage to Gu Jingyao was a deal based on lies. It has nothing to do with romance, only hatred. She had a marriage that was riddled with holes and was in dire straits. "Gu Jingyao, let's get a divorce." She hid the pregnancy test form and had her own initiative for the first time. "How much do you want this time?" Gu Jingyao said in a mocking tone, nonchalantly. "It's true this time, Gu Jingyao, let's break it off." Once she fell into the sea, she completely disappeared from his world. Five years later, she returned with her baby. As soon as she got off the plane, she was held in a man's arms and forcefully declared, "Come home with me!" "That's not my home!" Ji Qing said in a cold tone. Just want to escape.

Become the landlord of a commercial building after stepping on shit? Is there any necessary connection between this? The sand sculpture girl was forced to work, collecting rent, shedding wool, and teasing the heir of the original landlord every day. She seemed to be able to barely survive.

When they first entered college, Shi Xu, Han Tingting, Wang Rui, Chen Bingqian, and Du Chunran from the Chinese Education (I) class were assigned to the same dormitory. How many ridiculous stories would they create with their different personalities? How many sad and graceful feelings will he interpret? In this youthful campus, who is their true destiny? How can the chaotic and nowhere-placed youth pass away vigorously or silently? . . "Mi Shixu, don't think that because you have two rich people at home, you don't treat people as human beings. We are sisters, but we are even more friends. It's good to fall in love with the same man... Friend... Friend...!" "I can't have desire. Desire is sin. I will be more greedy and demanding until my belly bursts and rotten intestines flow out. However, I still can't stop loving you!" Han Tingting pointed a knife at her belly, her eyes filled with despair and sadness. "My dear, let me tell you, a boyfriend is like a contact lens. There are daily, monthly, quarterly and yearly lenses. Wearing them for a long time is always bad for the glasses..." Chen Bingqian shook her hair and "lesson" to Du Chunran, who was reading a novel. After graduation, what fate will they have. . .