LonelyDreamSeeker

People were jealous of her. An orphan married into a wealthy family and had a handsome, gentle, and wealthy husband.
Little did they know, they slept in the same bed but had different dreams, and seldom communicated.
People think his husband is perfect, but only she knows that he calls out other women's names in his dreams.
Even though she gave birth to twins, she didn't touch him.
So she filed for divorce.
Finding his wife abandoning her children and property just to be separated from him, he suddenly felt anxious.
When he returned home, he found only the hungry children waiting to be fed, and the bed was also so cold. A luxurious villa without a wife is just a pile of steel and concrete. He suddenly realized that he had already fallen in love with her, but she had become his unattainable heiress.
She said, "Sir, you have to queue up to chase me. You'd better go back and take care of your children."
He held his two children and smiled, "The children are too young to live without their mother. Let's give them back to you."
When the servant brought the children's luggage into the house, he emerged from a huge cardboard box and said, "I am the children's doll, and you can also think of me as an intelligent robot - with a complimentary warm bed service."
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CEO Daddy Begs Mommy for Remarriage

"Xiao Qing!" Zhou Yiru had not expected to encounter such a situation upon going upstairs. His face turned stern, and his first reaction was to check on Mu Wanqing.


"Phone! The phone! He can't take it with him!" Mu Wanqing, not waiting for him to get close, pointed at Chen Haoyang, who was trying to enter the elevator, and yelled with all her might.


Only then did Zhou Yiru react. He hastily turned around to grab Chen Haoyang.


Chen Haoyang had already slipped into the elevator, with the doors halfway closed, when Zhou Yiru barged in, flinging them open again and snatched the phone from Chen Haoyang's hand.


Mu Wanqing, enduring the pain and limping, caught up and blocked the elevator door to prevent it from descending.


After becoming a self-media creator, she carried two phones daily for convenience.


At that moment, she took out her other phone and recorded the entire scuffle unfolding before her eyes.


Chapter 266: Not a Light Injury