Cheng Jing: Back then, she loved him to the core, and torture and humiliation were not as important as his love for her. But when the bloody truth was revealed, she realized that the belief that supported her was just a game played by others, and she was a chess piece for revenge. Only then did she realize what it meant to be miserable, and that her wife and the chess pieces were so similar.
Sincerely in love, she, the daughter of the director of a small factory, married Qiao Yanyu, the unattainable CEO of a wealthy family.
Just after getting married, an accident threw her into hell, and even her right to be loved was taken away.
He likes acting, and he likes to stage love affairs with other women in front of her.
She endured it silently, because all that was left was a heart full of thoughts and a body with a withered soul.
Episode one:
Qiao Yanyu reached out and lifted her chin, making her look directly at him: "Didn't you say you wanted to divorce me? Are you still looking for me now?"
"There is something wrong with my dad's factory. I know it has something to do with you. Yu, I beg you to forgive me. I won't divorce and won't make trouble anymore. Please don't make it difficult for my parents and let them go." Her prayer was as humble as dust.
"You're not stupid! It depends on how you beg me!" Evil thoughts flashed in his eyes.
Episode two:
Three years later, her family member became seriously ill and she set foot on her homeland again.
"President Qiao, please be respectful. I'm married and this is my son." She looked at him calmly, calmly.
"Cheng Jing, you are my wife!" He roared, his eyes scarlet, and tears suddenly fell down.
"Your Cheng Jing has died in the water of Chengjiang River, have you forgotten?" She smiled softly and behaved elegantly.
Years pass, leaving only sadness:
Cheng Jing: It turns out that love is not candy, it is a poison that is addictive and fatal.
Qiao Yanyu: I didn't expect that I would love you to the core and cut you out. Only then did I realize that without my bones, I even lost the strength to stand up.
Yang Xuchen: Only in the end did I realize that the person I hated the most was myself.
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For the sake of her lifelong great ideal, she voluntarily married the emperor as his concubine. This man was rich, powerful and had many women. He was truly the best in her heart.
Chu Qingqian, the most mysterious chairman of the Lintian Group, is lazy and lethargic, but she manages the company in an orderly manner. In an accident, she traveled through time and space and became the most disliked third lady in the prime minister's family.
In the intrigues of the palace, how can she carry out her laziness to the end? In the harem fights, how did she save the day from danger time and time again? And how to send the enemy to hell step by step? Who knew that the purest love was hidden in her indifferent and lazy heart? If she doesn't love, that's it. If she loves, she'll give everything she has, even if it's wrong?
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Shangguan Mozhu, the hermit destined by Nuwa and the protector of the emperor, has accumulated hundreds of years of skills in one body.
With one order, she became the daughter of the current highly accomplished regent, a born fool, an idiot, and the shame of the Shangguan family!
But who would have expected that Chi'er has already woken up, and the gears of fate have deviated from its original track, leading to a thousand-year love affair!
Is it fate? Or hate?
Is it hatred? Or is it love?
If you keep cutting, it will still become messy!
When she woke up one night, originally full of yearning for another world, she saw the clichéd plot in the novel, the dilapidated courtyard, and the moldy bedding. She smiled slightly and accepted her fate.
She always thought that there was just something wrong with fate that led her to this place in advance. Gods would make mistakes too, and she was just a passerby. She gladly accepted the free trip to another world. She tolerated it, pretended to be stupid, and had a great time.
Who is her thousand-year love? Is it him? Or is he or none of them? Can she resolve the emperor's crisis? Where will her love go? When love and hate are entangled, can she still maintain her innocence, love and responsibility?
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