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"Little troubleshooter, we meet again. If you are still thinking of trying to get away, you better give up that silly idea." Ji Xiehan said, pinning her against the wall.

 Li Lanni pushed her fists against his chest. "Is this how you say ‘Hi’ to all your interviewers, Mr. Ji?" 

"There is no interviewer and certainly no interviewee." The man grinned devilishly. "There is only a husband and a wife. My darling, how are you going to compensate for all the emotional damage you caused me by slipping away?" 

"What?" Heavens... just what had she gotten herself into? 

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 Her life almost came to an end because of a tragic accident but instead, she lost her memory. Who would have thought that just when she was starting to get used to her new life, she would get trapped in a whirlwind engagement? 

Out of all kinds of injustice fate could do to her, why did her fiancé have to be that white-haired pervert?! 

"You better not fall in love with me!" she snarled at the man grinning before her. 

Ji Xiehan's smile deepened. "Are you... kidding me? Why would I fall in love with you?" 

Li Lanni: "You better mark your words." 

The man grinned and helplessly shook his head, how could he fall in love with the woman he was already in love with? Taking up the challenge to crawl into her heart, Ji Xiehan promised himself to always treat her well and love her. 

(Warning: This book features mature content)



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The Overnight Chosen Wife: darling, kiss me deeper

Once Li Lanni was dropped off, she went all the way to her room muddle-headedly. In the Ji mansion, she behaved nonchalantly during breakfast, but after speaking with Ji Xiehan this morning, she was edgy about her memory loss. She still couldn't understand how she could forget things so easily. Did this usually happen with amnesiac people?

Although she knew that she might not be ready to recover her memory, she was torn between wanting to know her past and wanting to remain in the dark.

But who would really want to be in the dark? She wanted to know something. Just a clue was enough.

As soon as she set her bag aside, she started rummaging through her things. She didn't know what she was looking for exactly. All she knew was that she had a nagging feeling that the last time she checked, she missed something.

It was as though a different brain was controlling her hands.

Human punching bag