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On a whim, I played a confession game with my husband, but he worked very hard to win. I felt suspicious. He slapped him in the face and snatched the phone while he was in a daze. I found that they were all filled with chat records with a note "L". The latest one was the hotel room number the other party sent him last night. "Is this what you said about working overtime? Dining with your partners?" "Have you cooperated in bed?" I smashed the phone into his face and slapped him on the other side. Lu Yunxuan gasped in pain, uttered a Chinese quintessence sentence and picked up the phone angrily. "Are you a fucking mad dog? Can you see clearly before you hit me?" "That woman has a heart disease. I'm not risking my life to sleep with her. I'm just going to the hotel to keep her company and talk." "I haven't done anything to apologize to you, is that so?"

After eight years of marriage, my wife asked for a new wedding. When the invitation was sent to me, there were two names for the groom. One is me and the other is her white ex-boyfriend. I was stunned and quickly called to inquire, but was hung up on again and again. I didn't pick up until I asked my assistant for help. His tone was full of impatience. "Tell Chu Lingxiao that I'm trying on wedding dresses with Chris and I don't have time to listen to his troubles. Let him get some general knowledge!" After saying that, he hung up hastily. But in the noisy background, I heard a sentence: "Mommy." Su Pingting's oath to force me to have Dink sterilized eight years ago still rings in my ears. Now she has become someone else's mother. My heart gradually fell silent with the busy tone, and under the warm sun, I actually felt a bit of a bone-chilling chill. In this case, I will recognize my ancestor and give her a big gift.

My wife and I were reborn in the 80s. On the day of the wedding, I received an obituary from my mother-in-law, saying that she died suddenly of a serious illness. A happy event turned into a funeral. In the name of a widower, I knelt in front of my wife's church to keep vigil. I don't understand how the person who grew up with me in my last life could die early. Until I saw my sister-in-law discussing marriage with the factory director's brother-in-law. I recognized her identity and made a scene. But my wife denied it and even poured dirty water on me. "Brother-in-law, I know you can't bear the death of your sister on the day of the wedding, but you can't target me and ruin my reputation, right?" I was nailed to the pillar of shame and became a covetous person who coveted my sister-in-law. And she threw herself into the arms of the factory director's brother-in-law and told me not to have big dreams. Looking at my wife's face that was exactly the same as in her previous life, I was heartbroken. He went to serve as a soldier with the merit card given by his father.