A Beloved Wife in Marriage

In the love tomb of the marriage for three years, Lin Qingqian’s heart had already died, so she decided to divorce, stayed away from love, and focused on her career. That man, who did not use to be seen for months after married, frequently appear after divorce. When talking about cooperation, the man whispered," Qian Qian, he has less money than me, let me invest in this project?" Meet a girl with a bad mind, the man flattens her palm a slap to throw the girl’s face, "Qian Qian, to hit someone like this will not hurt you." Later, Lin Qingqian finally made it to the top, obtaining countless pursuing people. One of her admirers gave her 99 flowers, and the next day she would receive 999 One of her admirers gave her a box of strawberries, and the next day she would receive a refrigerator fulling of strawberries. One of her admirers gave her a cat. The next day, her home almost became a pet shop. Lin Qingqian can not stand it anymore, tweets: Married, Refusal. After posting a micro-blog, she put the phone on the sofa: Now are you satisfied? The noblemen showed a charming smile, "Qian Qian, I am generous, but this does not prevent me from being jealous." Lin Qingqian: "..."

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Apologize, Or Spend The Rest of Your Life In This House

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Jiang Yanshen didn't answer her. He took the phone and said coldly, "Chief He, please help me freeze all the funds under my mother's name."

Madam Jiang held her breath and roared, "Jiang Yanshen, how dare you!!"

Jiang Yanshen hung up the phone and looked at her with a gaze that was like an abyss, causing fear to surge out from the depths of the heart!

Madam Jiang was furious. Her entire body was trembling. Without thinking, she raised her hand to slap him!

When Lin Qingqian saw this scene, she couldn't help but frown.

Lu Yuan was also shocked…

However, before Madam Jiang's hand could touch Jiang Yanshen's face, she was stopped halfway.

Jiang Yanshen stood up, his tall body standing in front of her like a tall mountain. His dark eyes looked down at her, and every word squeezed out of his throat was as cold as a blade—

"Apologize, or spend the rest of your life in this house."