Dong Qiaowang

Qin Jianxi transmigrated into a novel with a lot of cliches.

She became the female supporting character with terrible relationships. The male lead called off their wedding, the female lead used her, and the male supporting character exacted revenge on her.

She even donated her liver and kidney to her family. She was exploited in every way possible.

She was such a kind person that she ended up losing everything and even died a terrible death.

Now that she had become the supreme female supporting character, she had a full-on mental breakdown.

Wasn't money good? Wasn't food delicious? Wasn't it nice to be alive? Why did she have to do all those things...

The first time Fu Ge met Qin Jianxi, Qin Jianxi was teaching her ex-fiance a lesson.

'This woman is fierce,' he thought to himself.

The second time he met her, she leaped from the fourth floor and landed perfectly on the ground.

He, too had a mental breakdown.

The third time he met her, she was dancing on stage. She was sweet, seductive, and wild.

He had completely fallen for her.

When all the jerks realized this woman was married to the wealthiest man in the country, they all had a mental breakdown.

They longed for the day he would divorce her.

In the end, she was the greatest researcher alive, the fastest human calculator, and the most brilliant genius in the medical field.

Bigshot Mr. Fu's Wife is Sweet and Wild

Gong Yuke had to admit that Qin Jianxi's outfit really caught her eye. This light blue unisex riding outfit on Qin Jianxi was really...She was truly capable. No wonder she could win Fu Ge's favor.

Gong Yuke forcefully pulled herself back from her thoughts and arrogantly raised her chin. She said, "It's getting late today. Don't waste any more time. Let's start now. I've already told you that I won't go easy on you."

Qin Jianxi had already walked to her brownish-red horse. When she heard this, she raised her head and looked at the person not far away. She said, "Don't say that. Otherwise, when I win, it won't be good if the others misunderstand."

She was so angry that her chest trembled slightly. In order to prevent herself from losing her composure, she took the bow and arrow at the side, then stepped on the saddle and mounted the horse. She shook the reins and whipped the horse, and the horse ran into the distance.

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