SylvanSentinel

My boyfriend and I were both reborn at the engagement banquet seven years ago. 
He gave the ring that was meant for me to the suitor who attended the engagement banquet with tear-filled eyes. 
And I, too, smiled and applauded to give them my blessing. 
After the engagement banquet ended, I went to study in Germany. 
When I returned to take up the position of domestic design director, I received an invitation to my ex-boyfriend's wedding. 
At the wedding, he looked at me with eyes full of regret. 
[Lin Xiao, it's a pity you don't understand. After marrying her, I can inherit the company.] 
I pretended not to know, gave him a puzzled look, and raised my glass to him. 
Classmates sighed with regret, lamenting that our golden couple ended up like this. 
That said, they all went onstage to curry favor with this newly married couple. 
Even though I was neglected, I didn't say anything, just watched the wedding onstage. 
In the past life, he also gave me a grand wedding. 
Unfortunately, after the marriage, everything was a mess, and people's hearts were fickle. 
Three years later, I secured my position in the company and was soon to be promoted. 
A classmate brought news that my ex-boyfriend wanted to see me. 
When we met again, he was wearing a wrinkled suit, and even had a few more gray hairs. 
[Xiao Xiao, we are the real couple. We should get back together!] 
I smiled and shook off his hand. 
[You forgot, I was reborn too.]


Reborn with My Husband

I actually received it a long time ago, and I can't figure out what mindset the two of them have for inviting me over.


After seeing my message, there was a moment of silence in the group, and then Zhang An'an began to curse angrily.


[These two really have some nerve, what do they take us for?]


["A kind of plant," go, I must go, I want to ruin their wedding!]


Seeing how indignant they were on my behalf, I quickly stopped them.


[I'm fine now, and I don't have time to attend any wedding. My teacher asked me to return home to attend a cocktail party on his behalf.]


During the years in Germany, my teacher was Stephen, and we worked seamlessly together.


After I finished my studies, he candidly told me that it was time for me to go my own way because his style wasn't suitable for me.


However, he arranged for a friend to hold a cocktail party in our country as a stepping-stone for me.


This cocktail party will be full of industry bigwigs, and I can't afford to make any mistakes.


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