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The company doesn't have a holiday during Qingming Festival, so the boss drags everyone in the company to his family's ancestral graves. We each wear mourning clothes and weep and mourn live in front of the grave. The boss held up a selfie stick, pointed at us and cursed: "You usually get my salary, but now you cry twice for my father?" "Who can't cry today, and their performance for the month will be deducted, and employees who don't even know how to be grateful are workplace garbage!" The supervisor took the lead and knelt in the mud and howled. The number of people in the live broadcast room instantly exceeded 10,000, and the boss laughed from ear to ear. Looking at the netizens filling the screen with gifts, I sneered. You want me to cry? OK. I neatly put on my mourning clothes, walked to the front row and plopped down on my knees. I worked up my emotions, grabbed the selfie stick from my boss's hand, and put the lens in my face. In the shocked eyes of my boss, I shouted to the tens of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room: "Old man! You died miserably!" "Your son couldn't even hide the company's big secret for this little traffic..."

My husband and tenant used AI videos to vilify me. I have become what netizens call a vicious daughter-in-law. In the video, I spoke harshly to my parents-in-law, and started to fight whenever I disagreed with them, leaving the two elderly people with severe head injuries. Let them live in a dilapidated house with drafts on all sides, without food for three days. I still ask my husband to work five part-time jobs a day to make money to buy a house for my brother-in-law. Thanks to these videos, their joint account gained 300,000 followers and earned 500,000 in just one month. I asked Gu Ziyan to delete the video immediately and clarify that it was just a prank on me. He disagreed and threatened to sacrifice my personal image in exchange for a huge financial change for the whole family. It was worth it. In order to force me to cooperate with their jokes, he threatened me with his daughter. But a question from my daughter made me decide to flip the table. If you want to be popular, then I will add fuel to your fire and make you popular all over the Internet.

At the Lantern Festival party, my cousin stared at the limited edition Hermès leather bag in my hand, and she burst into tears. She tugged at the hem of her husband's clothes aggrievedly: "Cousin, I also want my sister-in-law's bag to support the scene." My husband rolled his eyes at me with disdain, "Buy a bag with lots of bells and whistles. People will hate you for celebrating the festival." My mother-in-law was peeling melon seeds and mud, "Xiaoya, you are my sister, this bag Just switch back with your sister." My cousin burst into laughter and said, "Sister-in-law, I have a high-end replica here, which is just like the real thing. I'll give you another five hundred yuan and let's exchange it." I was speechless. This bag was given by the brand as an annual gift, and the auction price started at seven figures. Give me a fake in exchange for the real thing? Unexpectedly, my husband, who usually prides himself on being filial, suddenly became violent. "If you continue to be so vain and don't know how to take care of your relatives' emotions, we will see you at the Civil Affairs Bureau immediately!"

At this moment, the top figure who I praised in my previous life was stepping on my chest: "Trash, are you worthy of being my manager?" Oh, I was reborn, back to the day he knelt down and begged me to sign. This time I directly opened the live broadcast on my mobile phone and smiled at the millions of viewers: "I'm going to let you know some top-notch secrets - he currently has drugs hidden in his trouser pockets, he slept with an underage fan last night, and his tax evasion record is on the third page of my mailbox." Three hours later, he was jailed. I took the reporting bonus and bought all the brands he endorsed. My opponent's CEO blocked me? I projected the video of his bribery to Times Square and played it on a loop for three days and nights. On the fourth day, his company went bankrupt and liquidated, and I bought it at a 50% discount. "Sister Lin, I would like to ask you to be a judge for the new variety show..." The director of the TV station knelt down and handed over the contract. I glanced at it and threw it into the trash can: "Try it again in a position where you can kneel." The movie queen who once forced me to drink foot wash now comes to my company to mop the floor every day. I poured the foot washing water into her new Hermès: "Wipe it clean with your tongue." At the celebration banquet, I sat on a pure gold throne. Half of the people in the entertainment industry knelt in two rows, holding wine glasses and trembling. "Look up." I swung the champagne and stepped on the face of my ex, "Look clearly--" "Who is the father of this circle now?"

I am the last cub of the dragon clan. I got lost due to playfulness and turned into a mute little princess in the mortal world. Everyone knows that my tears are very expensive. If I shed just one, the Yellow River will burst its banks. Therefore, the purpose of the entire royal family is: as long as the little ancestor does not cry, all the stars in the sky will be plucked! But the time-traveling woman who calls herself the plot corrector doesn't understand. She thinks I'm a bug who only relies on being cute to get ahead. Taking advantage of the chaos at the palace banquet, she blocked me behind the rockery, snatched away the only candied haws in my hand, and pushed me hard. "Eat, eat, eat! You know how to eat!" "In the plot, you should have gone to the cold palace to clean the toilet by now!" My knee had just been bruised, and the circles under my eyes instantly turned red. The time-traveling girl was still smiling triumphantly without remorse: "Cry! If you can, cry and let everyone listen!" "As long as you cry, I can record it and send it to the live broadcast room to laugh at you!" I couldn't understand the escaping words in her mouth. I just felt humiliated. I sniffed and tears fell down. The next second. The palace collapsed. It's not an adjective, it's really collapsed. The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty who were still drinking in the main hall went crazy looking at the palace that suddenly turned into a vast ocean.

After conquering the Thirteenth Prince, he returned to modern times with me. I told him that the system gave him five years. If he could not adapt to modern life, he could be sent back to the Great Xia Dynasty after five years. He smiled and shook his head and said he would be with me forever. In the past six years, he and I had a deep love, and we were a well-known loving couple in the industry. In the seventh year, he hired an assistant. After I discovered that the assistant sent him ambiguous messages, he turned around and fired the assistant, saying that he wanted to give me the greatest sense of security. In the eighth year, I caught him cheating on his female subordinate. He cried bitterly and begged me for forgiveness, saying that he was just drunk and being plotted against. In the ninth year, his new starlet stuffed her underwear in the passenger seat to provoke me. He smiled and said that men have had three wives and four concubines since ancient times, so he asked me to be more generous. In the tenth year, he brought home the female college student he had supported for seven years and told me that she was pregnant. As the eldest son, I had the obligation to take care of his pregnant concubine. I went from being hoarse at the beginning to watching indifferently later. He thought I had resigned myself to my fate. What he doesn't know is that every five years, the system will give me a choice to decide whether he should stay or go. And the second five years are almost here.

When my son and her husband participated in the happiest parent-child conference competition in kindergarten. I hid in a leaky thatched house and held up my cell phone to find a signal card to enter the live broadcast room. In the meeting, the place that originally belonged to me was replaced by Xing Yanli's first love. Parent-child interaction session. He naturally hugged the woman next to him and spoke in a calm voice. "Having a happy family depends on my wife Shutian." He turned his head and looked at the woman affectionately. "To me, she is my angel." The son smiled and got into the woman's arms, calling his mother sweetly. The three of them hugged each other tightly, like a real family. The phone fell to the muddy ground with a bang. In the shattered screen, my whole body was covered with mud. The turbid sewage kept dripping from the tips of my hair. At that moment I looked like a funny clown. Married for ten years. I consider myself a virtuous wife and gentle mother. But in the end, I wasn't even qualified to appear on camera.

Just after I came back from the hospital, my wife Lin Xiuyue started giving me a to-do list before I even sat down. "Why are you standing there stupidly? Why don't you go mop the floor clean? It hasn't been mopped for several days, and the floor is all sticky!" "And the shoe cabinet is covered with dust!" "Oh, by the way, remember to clean the toilet too. No one has done it these days when you were hospitalized!" She didn't ask if my arm still hurt, and she didn't care if I was still dizzy. I didn't move and stood at the entrance with my arms folded, examining this ridiculous scene. In the past, I was the hard-working backbone of the family, making money to support the family and taking care of all the housework. But this accident caused me to lose my memory, and my memory stopped at the freest period of being single. Faced with the bossy words of a strange wife, the disrespect of my cheating son, and the dictating words of my snobbish mother-in-law, I chose to quit my business.

When I was seven months pregnant, my husband parked the car at the entrance of a pig farm that was full of stench. "You will live here until you give birth." Jiang Ming pointed to the pig pen with a matter-of-fact expression. "My cousin will provide food and accommodation here, which saves the confinement center tens of thousands of dollars. And look at that old sow, she can give birth to ten in a litter without even humming. You should learn how to have a natural birth here, and don't go to the hospital and spend money for a caesarean section." Looking at the moldy feed in the pig trough, I thought he was joking. Until he actually threw my luggage into the pig pen, snatched away my mobile phone and wallet, and locked the big iron door with the disgusting pig noise.

I was married to King Wei Hanzhao of Zhenbei for three years and became the most boring wooden princess in his eyes. When he went on an expedition, I prepared food and fodder for him without any worries. When he came back, he brought back all kinds of women to deliberately humiliate me, but instead of being annoyed, I arranged them properly. This calm look completely angered him. In front of everyone, Wei Hanzhao pinched my neck and sneered: "Liu Yueyu, put away that disgusting face of yours. When I conquer the north, the first thing I will do is divorce you." Later, my mother-in-law's family was found guilty of collaborating with the enemy and treason, and everyone in the family was executed. I finally gave up and handed over a piece of paper and a letter of departure, begging him to let me go home and die with my family. When Wei Hanzhao's cronies and lieutenants learned about it, they were overjoyed and held a banquet at the palace that night to celebrate the prince's escape from suffering. After three rounds of drinking, the protagonist of the banquet kicked over the wine table.

During the Lantern Festival, my mother-in-law put me and an ugly dinosaur lantern side by side in the live broadcast. \

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Destiny is determined by nature, heart is determined by oneself

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I was her "ordinary" screenwriter boyfriend. In order to become the best actor in a new drama, she made me worthless and took away my script signature. I left in silence, the new drama launch conference, the largest employer parachuted into the scene - it was me. I announced two points: first, to withdraw funding; second, I, the original author, will exercise veto power over the script. The actor and her role are gone. Later, I started my own production company and said no to capital strangulation. "My stories have never served capital, and capital must open the way for content."

Hi, I am Chunjiang Shui Nuannuan! In this little book, there are all trivial things that are not worth mentioning. For example, the man who sells marshmallows downstairs always likes to wrap two more circles around the children in line, and watch them hold up a big ball of powder puffs with sugar residue on the corners of their mouths. Or on a rainy day, the little rabbit on the roadside gives up his umbrella to the slow snail, and huddles under the bus stop sign, counting the raindrops and waiting for the weather to clear, and then a rainbow hangs above his head. There is no complicated plot, just like everyday life, ordinary. It might be the half-cup of hot milk handed over by your neighbor when you came home late from working overtime; it might also be the wind blowing away your half-written postcard, spinning around in a circle and landing at your feet; or even the dewdrops you accidentally stepped on in the morning. If you look closely, a small piece of blue sky is still reflected in it. If you feel heavy in your heart one day, just read it. These things are like the candy in your pocket, maybe they will melt away and become sweet. It makes you suddenly think, oh, it turns out that the warm feeling is always there, just like the water in spring slowly becomes warmer, and unknowingly, it softens the heart.

The magic mirror predicts that winter is deep. In the warm palace, the young Queen Lysa silently makes a wish for her unborn child: May your skin not be as white as the snow outside the window.

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After I "died", my parents made a lot of money by selling live broadcasts of my portrait. Until I pushed away the diamond coffin and reminded them with a smile to give them good reviews - this live broadcast of mourning was originally set up by me.

I protected my boyfriend for five years, but he cut my heart and dedicated it to the Holy Mother. On the first day of my rebirth in the apocalypse, this time I stocked up on supplies. Watching him kneel beside the zombies asking for help, I sneered and stepped on the accelerator.

I live broadcasted to force my husband, a Buddhist, to tell me that I love me. After I died and was reborn, I found out that everything was a conspiracy. In this life, I will tear his hypocrisy to pieces with my own hands and make all those who have wronged me pay with their blood.

I once transformed him from the trash heap into a god of war, but he formatted me for a pure-blood bride. He doesn't know that I am still the only "god" in his body, and kneeling down in public is just the beginning - the revenge of Night City has no end.

I was Lu Jingchen's secret lover, but he personally designed me to be his substitute. Five years later, I "resurrected" from the dead, holding hands with a child exactly like him, and became a capital nightmare that he couldn't reach.

After a surprise encounter in a bar, Shen Qinghuan smashed a bottle of wine to end their three-year relationship, but unexpectedly got into trouble with Lu Jingchen, who was getting closer and closer. Once she was hurt by love, she avoided love. She simply listened to her friend's advice and signed a domineering contract with Lu Jingchen, becoming a pair of contractual partners who only accompany each other and do not entangle. Meeting once a week, no kissing, pretending not to know in public... There were nearly a hundred harsh terms, but he didn't hesitate to sign them. He washed her hands and made soup for her, guarded her every step of the way when she was injured, accompanied her on trips to the seaside, and melted her frozen heart bit by bit with tenderness. But misunderstandings ensued, and the mother's prejudice and the entanglement of others put the relationship that began with the contract in jeopardy. The torn ticket and the changed door locks could not stop him from going there. Customized happy bears and affectionate confessions, he broke down all barriers with his sincerity and made her let go of all her defenses. From the cold terms of the contract, to the passionate embrace, from the deliberate keeping of distance, to the firm commitment for the rest of my life. It turns out that the best love is never love at first sight, but after going through twists and turns, you are still willing to hold each other's hands and let love bloom above the contract.

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Well-known mystery writer Shen Henian fell from a building late at night, and the police ruled that he committed suicide. Seven people who claim to be their characters suddenly appear, claiming that the author died of murder. Each of them has a perfect crime method, but they all have alibi. As the investigation deepened, the eighth person "Silence" surfaced, leading to a murder case fifteen years ago. When the truth was revealed, the seven people were actually the projection of the writer's self, and together they completed a self-trial murder.

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After I failed to conquer the male protagonist for the 10th time, the system stopped working. Me: "You go ahead, come on!" System: "Get on it!"

Shen Zhiwei is a once-in-a-thousand-year-old "ruthless" genius in the immortal sect. He needs to cut off all love before he can achieve success. However, when going down the mountain for training, she was forced to form a symbiotic contract with a fox demon that had been sealed for thousands of years - he died and she died, he fell in love with her and her cultivation level deteriorated.

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This is an original legend full of the atmosphere of Guizhou's mountains and folk warmth. The protagonist is Amu, a young man who lives in poverty deep in the mountains. He tells the story of how he unexpectedly obtains an earthen pearl that can produce rice and water, and how he and his sick mother endure hardships, but are robbed by bandits. In order to protect the treasure and his fellow villagers, he swallows the pearl and turns it into a green dragon. The whole story is based on the deep love between mother and child. It has both fantasy folk color and simple and touching family affection. The mother watches by the river every day, and the blue dragon misses his relatives with tears in his eyes. It tells the most poignant and gentle human love in the mountains. It is an excellent piece of folklore that is suitable for dissemination and has local charm and emotional tension.

After eight years of marriage, I discovered that I could unexpectedly hear the voice of my husband, a famous doctor. I learned of the shocking conspiracy, and a desperate revenge to save my daughter began.

My bankrupt father died tragically. I could see through all the lies, but it wasn't until I was sent to prison by his own hands that I understood the deep love and protection behind his cruelty.

I was bound by the doom system, and my mission was to destroy President Gu Yan, but the more I messed with him, the more prosperous he became. He threw wine at the annual party and actually kissed me in public. He also saw that I was being manipulated and the system wanted to erase me. I was completely in a desperate situation.

I was cruelly pushed into the sea by my husband, and I gave birth to triplets on a desert island. I came back with my genius cute baby to take revenge. He knelt down and cried begging for reconciliation, but my son actually wanted to find me a stepfather!

The airborne director was the white lotus fiancee of my ex-boyfriend. She destroyed my AI project. I installed an acoustic system to fight back, and unexpectedly revealed the shocking secret of my father's death in a car accident.

I used the 25-year family points system to quantify all my wife's contributions. I used this to become a doctoral supervisor at a prestigious school and win a national award. I wanted to "gift" her freedom, but she handed me a report and asked me to calculate a lifetime ledger.

My son needed 800,000 yuan for surgery due to a car accident. I relied on Pu'er, which was ridiculed by my family ten years ago, to get out of trouble. However, tea was accused of being betrayed by a close relative, and an old receipt turned out to be the key to my comeback.

I have been married to Huo Tingchen for seven years, but Bai Yueguang was ignored because of his disappearance. His daughter was seriously ill and needed to be matched, but he used false reports to frame the child as not his biological child. I faked my death and escaped, and at the funeral, his white moonlight actually held a boy and called him daddy.

I felt sorry for my sister's sky-high electricity bill of 12,000 yuan per month, so I secretly turned off the main switch of her house. Unexpectedly, the fire alarm roared throughout the building, and the police took me away. Only then did I discover that my brother-in-law's shocking secret was hidden behind the switch.

My husband is a luthier. He has the most famous hands in the capital and can play elegant music that is unique in the world. The imperial concubine heard this and was curious, so she summoned her husband to the palace to play. Before leaving, Pei Lang reassured me with a smile, "If I get a reward from the imperial concubine, I can buy Yuan's favorite brocade when I come back." But the imperial concubine took a fancy to her husband's appearance and wanted to secretly make him her male favorite. Unable to take him in, she actually cut off her husband's hands. Half a year later, I learned the secret skills of a brothel and entered the palace as a maid. No one knows that I entered the palace not to seek favor from the Heavenly Family, but only to make that person pay with his life.

I worshiped a master, but he was a weakling He doesn't know martial arts or swordsmanship, and even the mountain gate is crooked. He just lies down, eats melon seeds, and reads pirated books every day. The senior brother from the sect next door laughed at me: What can I learn from following that loser? Want to learn to pick shit? I said: Yes, it's just picking shit. He was laughing like crazy, not knowing I was serious. Later, enemies came to my door. Master used a branch to block more than a dozen people, then turned around and shouted at me: Run quickly! I ran Then I came back. Why are you back? Save you The master was stunned: Are you not afraid of death? I said: I'm afraid, but you are my master Later I realized that those two months of excrement were my master's test. Later, I realized that the master was not a waste, he just hid all his abilities under the appearance of lying flat. Later I learned that the most powerful person in the world is not the one who can fly the highest, but is also willing to get up from the ground for you.

The young fisherman fishes by the river every day, and the boatman's daughter makes a living by ferrying people on the river with her father every day. Jiang Shang for life.

All the darkness hidden under politeness, politeness, and harmony on weekdays can be seen clearly in the face of life and death.

Three years after my "death", I returned to the wedding house I bought for my brother, and my "sister-in-law" who opened the door was horrified. Late at night, I heard that she and her mother-in-law were plotting to send me to a mental hospital to seize the property. In desperation, I dialed the phone number of the woman who really should be my sister-in-law...

I was the princess he was marrying, but he personally took the blood from my heart to save Bai Yueguang, who died in battle. When I came back, I was already the terrifying ghost-faced military doctor of the enemy country, and he became a prisoner on my operating table, waiting for me to deal with him.

After my death, my husband Gu Xiao actually made my ashes into dice and broadcast them to prostitutes. On the first seven nights, he rolled three sixes and shouted wildly to reveal his spirit. The door opened, I held the bleeding knife and smiled: "Honey, it's me tonight."

I supported her for ten years and treated her as my own. After I became terminally ill, I asked her to look for my lost daughter, but she pointed at my birthmark photo and said, "I am your daughter." The next day, she disappeared together with my life-saving money.