Candied beans

The first time Nan Wan saw this man, she knew he had a "sickness," and it was the terminal kind.
Coincidentally, she did too.
He needed a wife who could help stabilize his career, she needed a husband who could pull her out of hell.
He had a criminal record, she had an ex-husband, just perfectly matched.
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Originally, those disdainful looks gradually turned into envy.
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One day, a piece of news spread about the beautiful woman of the past passing away, and all the evidence pointed to Mrs. Mu.
Everyone speculated that this marriage would come to an end, and even Nan Wan thought so too.
However, Mr. Mu said to her, “Wanwan, I need you.”
So, the days in prison didn’t seem as unbearable as imagined.

Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love

Qin Zhenzhen watched as the gossiping women's faces changed one by one, silently giving a thumbs up to the goddess, almost ready to applaud in support.


Say it again? Are you into masochism or what?


What kind of caliber are they? Either way, she's a hundred times stronger than all of you combined.


Despite these people's angry glares, the goddess didn't spare them another glance, strutting away in high heels, simply... stunningly cool!


Huo Yihan nudged his friend's arm with his elbow, leaning lazily against the wall. His peach blossom eyes were full of mischief, "Brother, I told you long ago, Nan Ze's sister is no easy character. You've seen it now."


This level of combat strength is not something everyone has.


Mu Jin Huan looked at the charming figure at the end of the corridor with a faint smile, his dark eyes gradually filled with interest.


087. You say Wanwan is not good enough for me; is it because you think you're more qualified?