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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Looking at Jiang Yanshen Inquiringly: What Is This?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Lin Qingqian turned her head and looked over. Not far away was a small garden. The street lamps were dim, and she could vaguely see a person sitting on a bench.

His breathing was rapid, as if he couldn't breathe. And his body was trembling.

Lin Qingqian no longer hesitated. She lifted her skirt and walked over. Under the light, she saw that the other party was a young man. His face was even paler under the moonlight, and his breathing was getting heavier and heavier, as if he was about to suffocate at any moment.

"Are you all right, sir? Sir?" She bent to pat him on the back to help him catch his breath.

"Medicine… medicine…" The man's expression was pained as he squeezed out a blurry word with great difficulty.

"Medicine?" Lin Qingqian reacted quickly. "You have medicine on you?"

The man was in so much pain that he could not speak. His fingers gripped his chest tightly as he looked at the ground beside him.