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For him, this was not a marriage, but a deal. He is a heartless president. For her, this was not a marriage, but a revenge. She is an illterate dancer. Pushed by the invisible hand of fate,she had to marry a domineering president.She wanted to refuse at the beginning, but when she knew the name of the president fiancee, she thought this might be a good opportunity to revenge her father who abandoned her and her brother. When happiness became a bargaining chip for revenge, what should her do..
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September is a cursed month; and she was born in it.Ever since the month began, her life had been a rollercoaster of disasters;First week, she lost her mother in a car accident.Second week, she was smacked with a huge debt left by the deceased mother.Third week, she officially became homeless, jobless and charged for a crime she didn't commit.Forth week, she would be married off to the town's walking bag of STDs to pay said debt.Ana planned to drink her sorrow and wallow alone in self
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Because of a drunken incident, Liu Jiaoyan and Lu Wanfeng had sex and got pregnant. When Lu Wanfeng's mother found out, they got married. After marriage, they were seen as a loving couple by their colleagues, but in fact they treated each other with respect.
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Yan Xiaoxu never dreamed that one day, she would marry into the Jiang family. The upper class of celebrities that she had only heard of but never approached. Her father-in-law was the president of a bank, her mother-in-law was the supervisor of a drama academy, and she had an 80-year-old grandfather who was an admiral. She didn't understand why such a perfect person like him would be willing to marry an unknown and unnamed entertainment reporter who was completely hated by their family. Shouldn't they be well matched? After marriage, she found out... It turned out that the person she married was not her husband... But when she saw him for the first time, she, who had never fallen in love, suddenly blossomed.
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The bright blue sky, the gentle breeze, the wonderful twitting of birds, light shining into my eyes.Just another morning from dreaming about the Prince my mom had always told me about. His blonde hair, his dazzling eyes just like a shining mirage. His masculine hands firmly holding his father's sword, as his lips called for me. But sometimes, i dream about someone else. Someone entirely different. He looks more handsome and alot more dreamy.