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 Twenty minutes ago.
 On the extension Lincoln, Qi Jinran just closed the computer and pressed between the eyebrows, and Qi Donghui's video call was sent.
 "Grandpa, is something wrong?"
 "Returning to Wancheng? Hurry up and pick up Xiaoyuan, and book the marriage tonight."
 Qi Jinran's eyes were bloodshot because he had been discussing plans with the B city government for days and nights. He leaned sleepily on the pillow, changed the position of his left leg, and said indifferently, "Let's talk about it in a few days."
 "That won't work. The sooner you can do this, the better. I heard that Xiaoyuan had a boyfriend who had been with him for three years. He just broke up in the past two days. If they continue to grind, what if they get back together again?"
 Qi Jinran twitched the corners of his mouth: "Don't worry, no."
 "What, you know again?" Qi Donghui seemed to hear something unusual, and his tone was teasing.
 Qi Jinran frowned, and was about to speak when the assistant's air-conditioning sounded in his ear. He glanced to the side suspiciously.
 "Is something wrong?"
 Zhuang Jie looked like he was hesitating to say anything. After struggling for a few seconds, he turned the screen of his phone over.
 "Mr. Qi, I just saw it on the forum of T University..."
 Qi Jinran caught a glimpse of the title, "Damn it! The ex and the incumbent meet again!" His brows wrinkled, his thin lips pursed, and he instructed the driver: "Turn around and go to T University."
 He couldn't control how this guy was ashamed before, but now he is impulsive, and what he loses is their Qi family's face.
 "That's right, hurry up and pick up the person, and have dinner together at night!" Qi Donghui heard the voice on the other end of the phone, and smiled with satisfaction.
 …
 As soon as he got in the car, Qi Jinran released Wen Yuan's wrist and looked at Zhuang Jie.
 "Disinfectant wipes."
 Zhuang Jie was stunned for a second, then took out a pack of alcohol wipes from the dark compartment under the seat and handed it to Qi Jinran.
 Wen Yuan was originally held by Qi Jinran's hand before, and his heart was still a little throbbing, but now seeing Qi Jinran wiping his fingers over and over with a disinfectant tissue, the whole portrait was suddenly soaked with cold water.
 Sure enough, he shouldn't have any illusions about Qi Jinran.
 "Your palms are sweaty, so wipe them too."
 Qi Jinran threw the tissue into his arms.
 Wen Yuan's face was flushed red. He was naturally prone to sweating, and his body temperature was higher than ordinary people, always like a small stove. Now that Qi Jinran said that, he didn't dare to lift his head, and desperately wiped his palm with a wet towel.
 "That...Mr. Wen, our boss Qi is a little bit clean, don't mind..." Zhuang Jie looked at the awkward atmosphere in the car and tried to clear the siege.
 "I want you to talk more." Qi Jinran rolled his eyes at him.
 Wen Yuan lowered his head to adjust his thoughts, then raised his head again, his expression had returned to normal.
 "I understand, Mr. Qi, thank you for today's matter, I can go home by myself, I don't need you to send it."
 He turned to open the door when Qi Jinran's voice suddenly sounded.
 "Grandpa asked me to pick you up. He wants us to get engaged as soon as possible."
 Wen Yuan was startled, and half of his back was stiff.
 "ASAP... when?"
 "today."
 After half an hour.
 In the most prestigious Fontaine Hotel in Wancheng, the banquet hall is brightly lit, the huge crystal chandelier reflects the colorful dazzling light, the baroque-style wall decoration is gorgeous and beautiful, the champagne roses are budding on the windowsill, and the embroidered flowers are intricately patterned. On the fabric sofa, Wen Chengmin and his wife Ye Xia were chatting with the old man across from them for some reason, and both of them were laughing from ear to ear.
 "Hahahaha! Godfather, that's it!"
 Wen Yuan followed Qi Jinran in, and heard Wen Chengmin's hearty laughter, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he forced a smile: "Dad, Mom."
 "Yo, it's coming so soon." The smile on Wen Chengmin's face deepened.
 "Hello, Grandpa Qi." Wen Yuan turned to greet Qi Donghui again.
 Qi Donghui stared at him lovingly, and then glanced at Qi Jinran sternly.
 "Don't say hello to the guests."
 "Uncle Wen, Auntie Ye is good." Qi Jinran's tone was not warm.
 "Jin Ran, this child is really handsome, he looks even better than in the photo." As a senior Yangou, Ye Xia saw that the future son-in-law became more and more satisfied.
 Wen Chengmin continued: "Not only does he look good, but he also has strong working ability. He became the president of the group in his thirties. In the past few years, he has not only acquired BV, but also expanded the market overseas. Let's take a look at my son who is not a success. Eh." It's okay not to compare, but I feel bad when I compare Wen Chengmin.
 "Xiaoyuan is still young, you can't compare like this." Qi Donghui smiled.
 Wen Yuan was hungry a long time ago, and he didn't care about being brought out by his biological parents for dimensionality reduction. Originally, he and Qi Jinran were one underground and one heaven. For now, it's important to fill your stomach first.
 He quietly took a piece of tiramisu, and before no one noticed him, Wen Yuan forked a large piece and put it into his mouth. As soon as he tasted the cream, Wen Yuan frowned.
 I rely on, this refrigerator smell is too heavy, the cream is greasy and thick, and the taste is not refreshing at all. Is this still the best hotel in Wancheng?
 While Wen Yuan was muttering in his heart, his mobile phone WeChat suddenly rang. The four-person dormitory group did not know when the pot exploded, and they were crazy @ him.
 Boss: Wen Yuan, you can! Make such a big noise without saying a word! 6666
 Ji Hong: This wave of face slaps is really cool! I wish I could travel back to the cafeteria scene through time and space┗|｀O′|┛嗷~~
 Second child: @From the real recruit, when did you hook up with the male **** alumni?
 What male **** alumni? Wen Yuan's face was stunned, and he made a puzzled expression, and the WeChat group suddenly exploded again.
 Ji Hong: What are you pretending to do in front of your brothers, hurry up, be lenient when you confess, and be strict when you resist! Dog Head] Boss: The T Daquan Award recommended the first person in Harvard, and reversed the ratio of males and females in the establishment of the school with his face-defying appearance. It is still a legend of the school for many years. Xiao Wenyuan, your TMD luck is too good!
 Wait, they should be talking about the Harvard alumnus he was innocently dragged into the water? But it was clearly Qi Jinran who came to the school and had nothing to do with that alumni.
 Speaking of which, he didn't go to listen to the alumni's speech because he met a dog boy on the basketball court that day and was in a bad mood. So far, Wen Yuan has no idea what this legendary figure looks like. Looking at the messages that kept popping up in WeChat, Wen Yuan suddenly had a guess in his mind.
 As if to prove something, he logged on to the school's BBS and clicked on the recently very popular [Beautiful Building of Male God Alumni]. As soon as he saw the photo of the first floor, his eyes went straight.
 Holy crap... Isn't this man in a dark blue suit who is standing behind the podium speaking? Isn't it Qi Jinran?
 So he was the Harvard alumni? !
 No wonder, those in the dormitory looked like they were fried!
 So his casual nonsense relationship has come true by accident?
 Wen Yuan was almost choked on by the tiramisu in his mouth. He subconsciously looked at Qi Jinran who was facing him, but he didn't expect that the other party was also looking at him, and there seemed to be some doubts between his brows. He immediately lowered his head in a guilty conscience and drank the lipstick tea.
 Suddenly, he remembered that when the Qi Group met Qi Jinran, the man said that it was not the first time he had seen him.
 Then when was the first time he saw him?
 Wen Yuan was about to be tormented by the mystery one after another, so he hesitated for a long time, took out his mobile phone, and sent a text message to Qi Jinran opposite.
 - Can I take the liberty to ask, where was the first time you saw me?
 Qi Jinran lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, then replied:
 —t big, basketball court.
 Ah ah ah ah ah! Sure enough, it was the day he came to the school to give a speech!
 The two most embarrassing occasions in his life were all met by Qi Jinran! What kind of fate is this?
 Thinking that Qi Jinran was behind him listening to him show off his "Harvard boyfriend", Wen Yuan was so embarrassed that he wanted to die on the spot. It's no wonder that Qi Jinran has always treated him badly. That's right, anyone who encounters him who is suspected of being delusional will dislike him, right?
 During the second half of the engagement banquet, Wen Yuan kept nodding like an emotionless robot in addition to burying his head in eating. He didn't listen to what the elders were talking about, and just wanted to quickly end this embarrassing scene.
 Finally, the engagement banquet was over, the two parties said goodbye, and Wen Yuan went home with his parents.
 However, as soon as she got home and sat down on the sofa, Ye Xia came over with a dozen cardboard boxes.
 "Far, don't sleep late tomorrow morning, remember to get up early and pack your things."
 Wen Yuan was eating the oranges cut by the nanny, with a blank expression on his face: "Why are you packing? Are you going to travel?"
 Ye Xia looked at him lovingly with the same eyes that cared for the stupid son of the landlord's family.
 "Far away, you forgot. You promised Grandpa Qi that you would move to Qi's house tomorrow and live with Jin Ran."
 tomorrow? Move to Qi's house?
 What the **** did his nodding robot promise?
 Saturday was rainy.
 Wen Yuan carried two huge suitcases and stood in front of the most expensive waterfront residence in Wancheng, watching his black Bentley mercilessly drive away, behind the car window, Ye Xia smiled.
 "Far away, go to Qi's house in the future, and take good care of Jinran."
 "If you have nothing to do, you don't have to go home to see us."
 Wen Yuan began to suspect that he was not born to his parents at all. Is there such a plastic family relationship? Selling a son is happier than anyone else?
 Behind him, the housekeeper and the nanny of the Qi family got out of the car and hurriedly held an umbrella for him.
 "Master Wen, we can move these."
 Wen Yuan looked at the nanny's thin body and tried to pull the box for him, and quickly waved his hand to refuse.
 "I'll be fine, I'm strong."
 Wen Yuan divided two by three and five, moved the two suitcases into the car, and followed them into the community by car.
 The villa where Qi Jinran lives is the best location for Shuixieju. There is a courtyard in the front, a garden in the back, and a natural lake next to it. From a distance, the misty rain is hazy and beautiful.
 It's a pity that Wen Yuan didn't have the heart to enjoy the beautiful scenery. As the gate of the villa got closer, his heart was beating faster and faster, and his stomach was more like a butterfly flying.
 Will Qi Jinran wait for him inside? What does he look like when he sees himself?
 Can a person who disinfects his hands even after shaking hands with him accept that he moves in and lives with him?
 The nanny swiped his fingerprints, and the thick carved wooden door opened in response. After passing through a landscape corridor, he entered the spacious main hall of the villa. Wen Yuan dragged the suitcase, feeling very uneasy. However, what surprised him was that Qi Jinran was not there.
 The nanny seemed to see what he was thinking, and said softly, "Young master is holding a video conference in the study. I'm a little busy. I should be down later."
 Wen Yuan couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or relieved. He thanked the nanny and followed the instructions to find his own room. The guest room on the first floor was south and next to it was Qi Jinran's bedroom.
 After packing up his things, Wen Yuan finally had time to look at this amazingly empty villa. All the furniture and furnishings were elegant and meticulous, showing the master's good taste. However, in Wen Yuan's view, it seemed that something was still missing. thing.
 He thought of his own home. The coffee table was always full of flowers and fruits, and all kinds of snacks and magazines were piled up in a mess, all of which were Ye Xia's favorites. There are all kinds of cute knickknacks and plush toys in the cupboards, and green plants on the windowsills. On the other hand, this place is more like a cold five-star hotel than a home.
 Wen Yuan sighed, and as soon as he walked into the living room, the nanny came out with the fruit.
 "Master Wen, would you like to try the red heart dragon fruit you just cut?"
 "Don't call me Master Wen, just call me Xiao Wen. What's your name?"
 The nanny's surname is Xue and her name is Xue Rong. She is young, in her early 40s, and she works diligently and easily. She has also worked in the Qi family for five years. Looking at the young boy, she thought of her son in her hometown, who was also about the same age as him, and felt even more pity in her heart.
 "Just call me Sister Xue."
 "Sister Xue, I just saw that there is a room in the innermost part of the first floor, that is..."
 "That's the room where the nurse Xiao Ding lives. Sometimes when the young master is particularly uncomfortable, he will come to take care of the young master."
 "Oh oh."
 Wen Yuan sometimes forgets that Qi Jinran is disabled. Apart from the elevator, he didn't see any other barrier-free facilities in the villa. He couldn't even imagine how Qi Jinran was leaning on crutches.
 "Then Mr. Qi... when will he feel uncomfortable?"
 As a cohabiting partner, Wen Yuan felt that it was necessary to take care of Qi Jinran's health.
 Xue Rong didn't know what to think, and sighed lightly.
 "When the master's family had a car accident, it was a rainy day... So now, when it rains, especially in winter, the young master's legs will be uncomfortable."
 Wen Yuan nodded, an indescribable feeling in his heart. He looked at the closed study door on the second floor, and suddenly had an idea.
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 In order to save the family business, Wen Yuan had to marry a certain wealthy tyrant.
 Father: Don’t mention how rich his family is, they own more than half the high-end hotels in Wancheng…
 Wen Yuan: I’m not that superficial!
 Mother: Calmly opens the high-definition photo of a certain boss and hands it over.
 Wen Yuan: Unreal, is that still human?
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 When Wen Yuan first entered Qi’s house:
 Tyrant president’s daily indifferent face: Idiot, don’t try to please me with clumsy tricks.
 Later…
 Tyrant president’s daily aggrieved face: Wife, you haven’t spoken to me for five minutes.
 —————-
 After that:
 Wen Yuan became popular on the Internet as a food blogger. His fans were heartbroken when they learned that he was married at an early age, and expressed that they would climb the wall.
 Until one day, Wen Yuan forgot to turn off the camera after finishing a live broadcast. As soon as he turned around, he was pressed on the cooking table by a handsome and tall man.
 “Making things for others to eat… When will you let me have a bite?”
 Fans: Ahhhh, do it again!! Let him eat!!
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 As a eunuch, Tian Qi’s ba zi* was harder than diamond-plated gold drill. Although her ba zi easily brought an end to three consecutive masters, the Emperor was not afraid to be the next casualty and got her to serve at Qian Qing Palace.
 Although His Majesty looked like a handsome gentleman, his behavior was more like a hooligan. Once, the Emperor touched Tian Qi’s lower abdomen and started to wonder at the amazing flatness of the area…
 *八字 a Feng Shui term that refers to one’s date and time of birth, or the destiny that one is born with
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 Originally born from a wealthy family, she ends up leading a vagrant life for fifteen years. However, when she is eventually found by her family, she falls into another devious plot and eventually dies tragically.
 Fifteen years after her rebirth, ravenously raging for revenge, she tears down the hypocritical mask of the foster daughter who had taken her place, and reduces her greedy stepmother and stepsister back to their original sorry states.
 To the jerk’s profession of his deep love for her, she only has one thing to say, “Get the hell out of my life. The love you speak of humiliates love!”
 Regardless of the appearances of you monsters, I’ll take in it my stride with my capability, building a business dynasty of my own, sitting in the depths of my riches, bathing in the glistening limelight of the world.
 A certain rich empire’s CEO: “Don’t mind me. I’m just leaving my mark here to declaring my possession rights; I’ll wait patiently for you to grow up!” The queen’s mighty return with commercial warfare fully within her grasp, she navigates the power struggles with skill and verve. When it comes to scheming conspiracies, all she has to say is, “Who are you again? Don’t even bother!”
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 All the people in the Tarot Empire know that the third young master of Le family is the most domineering, arrogant and beautiful Omega in the Empire. I don’t know how many alphas want him, but they dare not marry him. Now, under the order of the Imperial Marriage Center, this overlord flower will marry General Xu Yao, who is known as the ruthless Hell’s King of the Empire.
 Tsk! It’s going to be fun!
 So after X days of marriage…
 Xu Yao: Butler, my wife hasn’t bullied you these days?
 Butler: No, Madam is very kind, but he seems to think that you are a bit rude, he asked me to give you this paper.
 It’s written:
 ~ Little Red Flower Agreement ~
 Don’t swear a day, reward one little red flower.
 Keep reading every night, reward two little red flowers.
 Do good deeds, reward three little red flowers.
 Get three hundred little red flowers, you can pa pa pa!
 Xu Yao: Pei!!! You think Lao Zi is a dog in heat and wants to do it with you?!
 After a month…
 Xu Yao: Hurry! I still need three more, whose family is bankrupt this time? I’ll send a charity money, hurry! ! !
 Cheerful, kind and virtuous wife vs Black belly and pampering husband, 1vs1, HE
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 Xu Zifan climbed to the top circle from the slums, and eventually became a boss level figure, who knew that once he crossed, he became a male cannon fodder! 
 However, it doesn’t matter, he still wants to be the Big Boss, and whoever doesn’t have eyes will be turned into a slag in seconds! 
 An idol was destroyed by a reborn woman? Start a company to cherish you! 
 The real daughter of a rich family despises the childhood sweetheart? It doesn’t matter. I’ll have more fun with the fake daughter~ 
 A slag father gave his property to the half-brother? Give at will… How does bankruptcy feel, President? 
 Should strive in every life to be the Big Boss!
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 In the Province of the Nine Skies, far above the heavens, there exists Nine Galaxies of Astral Rivers made up of countless constellations interwoven together.
 For Martial Cultivators, they could form an innate link with one of the constellations, awaken their Astral Soul, and transform into a Stellar Martial Cultivator.
 Legend has it that, the strongest cultivators in the Province of the Nine Skies, were beings that could open an astral gate every time they advanced into a new realm. Their talent in cultivation was such that they could even establish innate links with constellations that existed in a layer higher than the Nine Layers of Heavens, eventually transforming into the heaven-defying and earth-shattering power known as the War God of the Nine Heavens.
 Qin Wentian is the MC of this story. How could a guy, with a broken set of meridians, successfully cultivate? There were countless Stellar Martial Cultivators, as there were countless constellations in the vast starry skies. What he wanted to be, was the brightest constellation of all, shining dazzlingly in the vast starry skies.
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 The daughter of a duke, the stuttering Maximilian, married a knight of lowly status at her father’s coercion.
 After their first night, her husband departed for an expedition without another word.
 He comes back three years later, this time as a famous knight in the whole continent.
 How would Maximilian face him on his return?
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 When we met for the first time, she said to him: Mr. Song, you are afraid of life soon.
 People around him said she was a liar and threatened to beat her.
 At the second meeting, she said to him: Mr. Song, you are going to die tomorrow.
 She was almost beaten.
 Meeting for the third time, he hovered on the edge of death.
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 Qiao Jin, who is twenty years old, has a good-looking and glutinous personality. After suicide, his personality changed drastically.
 Person-Neuropathy
 Song Yanqing, aged twenty-five, was born noble, has an extraordinary life, has a very weak life style, and a weak body. In Qiao Jin’s eyes, he is short-lived.
 This is a shocking love story (false) of a crazy encounter with a short-lived ghost.
 Pretending not to roll over the boss X is as black as a jade, weak and noble boy boss.
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 Eastern Jin’s Regent had icy, jade-like beauty and peerless talent. It was said that his admirers were enough to fill 3 entire cities!
 Eastern Jin’s Regent was only second to the Emperor and temperamental, but rumors are that a young fox entered his bathroom, yet actually didn’t die. Eastern Jin’s Regent known for being mysophobic, never touching any females, but he only loved the fox. He even held the fox as he slept!
 You fake god! I’m a human, ah! Turning me into a fox and transmigrating only to let some guy take liberties with me every day? Fine! Since its like that, I’ll eat from him, drink from him, use what’s his, play him, and bed him…
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 You are the ruler, I am a subject, you want loyalty, I’ll give you loyalty. You are the ruler, I am the subject, you want my sacrifice, I will sacrifice for you. This lifetime, we’ll only be ruler and subject…… cannot become the one who accompanies you to experience everything.
 A deposed empress, a failure of a substitute. Charging into battle, he was the emperor, and she, his general. But within the intimacy of their military tent, he was her husband, and she, his wife.
 But everything was star-crossed. For the one he loved the most, he would push her into hell again and again.
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 The so-called self-inflicted can not live. 
 This is a software engineer who likes to read novels and vomit in front of the computer, 
 Together with the computer, a new world was born, and it ended up ruining its own story. 
 Become a peerless beauty and travel into an illusory world. It is said that you can go home as long as you complete N tasks. 
 What task? Look for queen flowers. 
 Along the way, I met a gentle master, a righteous hero, a beautiful son, a cunning prime minister, and a mighty general. 
 The feelings are ambiguous, and they are often in crisis and fall into a dead end. 
 Alas, this world is too dangerous, let’s go home safely.
 (This site solemnly reminds: this story is purely fictitious, if there is any similarity, it is purely coincidental, and do not imitate.)
 Author’s custom label: One female and many males, Another World Continent 
 Reader’s impressions: Allure (4), NP (3)
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 On the night of her coming-of-age ceremony, Nan Zhi is lured into a trap by the people closest to her and falls pregnant.
 Four years later, she returns with her son.
 A respected and domineering man suddenly barges into her world.
 "Speak! Who is the child's father?"
 An adorable child holding a water gun appears out of nowhere, shouting, "Who is this wild man? How dare he snatch Brother Jie's goddess?!"
 From then on, two small domineering brats and a manchild are added to her world.
 In the middle of the night, he sneaks into her room, pressing a heated kiss onto her lips.
 "Woman, do you know what's the result of stealing my seed?"
 "What?"
 "From now on, you have to let me kiss and pamper you everyday."
 Erm… How was her inability to walk the next day, the result of his pampering?
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 《The Peter Pan who doesn’t want to grow up, Wang Chao &amp; the Poor and Handsome Cinderella, Xie Zhuxing》
 Two plain Jacks, one annoying and one scheming. An idiotic story that might not be sweet.
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