She once loved a man very much.
She left home for love, but was betrayed. She had a whim and found a random man to go home and live.
And she also loved that man.
It's just that she is a secular mistress.
Desperate for love, he walked onto the bridge, jumped off, and ended everything.
However, neither she nor she died.
She became her, and she became her.
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The daughter became the mistress, and the mistress became the daughter.
Everything happened so fast and so unbelievably.
From then on, the fate of the two people was mutually exclusive, but they also warmed each other.
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The first thing she said when she saw him was: "Sir, I will go home with you tonight!"
Very direct, very bold, very violent.
He said, "Keep your head up!"
He thought, one more woman is not more, but one less woman is not more. Just don't look too ugly.
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Inexplicably, he was kicked out again.
Meet again.
He no longer recognizes her.
It's just that the person he's been searching for is so close, which makes him crazy.
What's even more ridiculous is that she became his little stepmother.
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He fell in love with his best friend's stepmother?
How ridiculous!
It's just that the woman seems to be a born vixen.
Even though he didn't understand the charm, it had already attracted him deeply.
Her charming appearance and pure heart moved him.
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Who is he? Detective from the homicide unit. !
Will your thoughts be disturbed by a woman?
Or a woman who marries an old man for money?
Is the world crazy?
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Who is she?
She is the best little stepmother who risked her life to survive.
From now on, if anyone bullies her again, she will make him die an ugly death!
Live for yourself. Even if nothing changes!
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What is happiness? Happiness is something that writers use to fool people.
Happiness is a feeling, happiness is like an itch,
The feeling of scratching is unfortunately like having an itch but not being able to scratch it.