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 Volume 1 / Chapter 8
 TL: LightNovelCafe
 Whenever a singer cancels last minute like was done today, the number of customers decrease. After Kim Jung Soo’s 50 year old fans ate their free food and left, all that was left were their leftovers.
 Yoon Kwang Hun closed the cafe early for the night and sipped on a bottle of wine alone. He should have kept the business going on its original concept. Due to his greed, his body was tired and his mind was uncomfortable. As he was calculating the cost of returning the interior decoration to its prior state, he heard a loud noise from the dumpster. It sounded like the stray cats were going through the garbage again. Every time those cats went through the dumpster, the garbage was left in an unbearable state.
 Yoon Kwang Hun set his wine glass down and ran out of the kitchen. Instead of a stray cat, there was a child dripping in water with his head in the dumpster, shoving pieces of leftover steak in his mouth.
 “Hey, what are you doing?”
 The boy became startled at Yoon Kwang Hun’s yell and ran away like a bullet with pieces of meat in both hands.
 “Are there kids like that these days?”
 Kids groveling in the street were a vague memory. A long time ago, it used to be common for children to beg in the train stations or on the street, but they had pretty much disappeared since online games became popular. It was said that these kids now spent their time pharming online games in a warehouse somewhere.
 Since the child was someone else’s problem, he forgot about him and started cleaning up the garbage. He went back into the cafe and started drinking the wine again to think about redesigning the cafe, but kept thinking of the little boy’s handsome face and couldn’t concentrate.
 Yoon Kwang Hun went into the kitchen, took out two tonkatsu cutlets from the freezer, and started frying them.
 “Ugh, my situation isn’t any better so what am I doing thinking of someone else?”
 As he was grumbling like this and thinking about how hungry the child must have been that he had gone through the garbage, he kept cooking.
 He put a few tonkatsu cutlets and three or four bananas that were supposed to be used as snacks in a bag and left it by the dumpster.
 “Hey! I’m leaving this out for you to eat, so take it before the stray cats do!”
 He wasn’t sure if the kid was still in the vicinity, but he called out loudly and went back into the cafe. He thought that with this, the sympathy and remorse he couldn’t help but feel would go away.
 After about 10 minutes, there was a rustling sound and then silence. He quietly stepped outside to make sure the stray cats hadn’t taken the food left out for the little boy.
 Yoon Kwang Hun saw the little boy running away with the bag of food in his hands and his heart became a little lighter.
 He forgot the depressing thoughts he had earlier and turned his favorite CD on loudly. All he wanted to do was have some time to himself with music and wine.
 He lost himself in the music and as it was reaching its peak, he saw a face stuck to the cafe window. He was startled by the head floating like a ghost’s, but once he recognized it as the head of the little boy who ran away with the bag of food, he calmed down.
 He went out thinking that the boy had come to say thank you for the food, but he remained stuck to the window without realizing that Yoon Kwang Hun was standing next to him. Once Yoon Kwang Hun tapped his shoulder, he finally knew that someone was next to him and ran like lightning.
 He just watched the boy in shock, but the boy stopped and came back towards Yoon Kwang Hun.
 “Thank you.”
 He bowed in greeting and the sight of him holding the paper bag made Yoon Kwang Hun’s heart tremble again.
 “Hey. Come in. You didn’t even get to drink water after eating the tonkatsu and bananas, right? Your throat is probably dry… I didn’t think of that earlier. You’re probably thirsty, so come in and have a glass of water.”
 The little boy who had been flitting his eyes back and forth followed Yoon Kwang Hun into the cafe. Looking at his messy hair, clothing dripping in dirty water, and face, it seemed like he hadn’t been able to wash himself in at least a year.
 The beggar-like little boy sat down cautiously and he drank the whole bottle of water he was given. Watching the boy drink water, he could guess he was still hungry.
 “Hey. Are you still hungry? Do you want me to make you more tonkatsu? Will you eat it?”
 He went back to the kitchen after the boy’s eyes became big and he nodded his head vigorously. He first fried one cutlet and handed it to the boy in a plate.
 Yoon Kwang Soo watched the boy chewing the cutlet in his hand instead of cutting it up and asked,
 “Hey. What’s your name?”
 “Jang… Jang Jun Hyuk.”
 The sight of the child saying his name with a mouth full of tonkatsu was even more pitiful.
 “Do you want to eat more?”
 Jun Hyuk nodded his head heartily as though he had been waiting for it.
 Yoon Kwang Hun went to the kitchen, fried the rest of the tonkatsu, and put it on a plate. From the way he was eating, it seemed like he could eat enough for 10 people.
 Jang Jun Hyuk saw the plate with more than 10 tonkatsu cutlets, and he couldn’t speak. He ate and ate until he was nauseous. It was like a bear filling his stomach after a winter of hibernation.
 “If you can’t eat anymore, you can stop. I’ll pack up the rest for you so you can eat it later.”
 Jun Hyuk put his fork down once he heard that he could take the rest of the food.
 “Did you run away?”
 “Excuse me?”
 “Did you run away from home?”
 “Oh, no. I don’t have a home.”
 “What? You don’t have a home? What does that mean?”
 “I’m an orphan. An orphan without a home or parents.”
 “How old are you?”
 “I’m not sure. 15? 16?”
 “Did you run away from somewhere like a nursery or an orphanage?”
 “I lived in an orphanage run by nuns when I was young, but I’ve been living on the streets since I was 5 years old.”
 “Why!?”
 Yoon Kwang Hun was so surprised that he yelled without realizing it. Goodness! How are there still children like this? And looking at his age, it means that he’s been living in the streets for 10 years… This was something that he could not begin to understand.
 “Hey… mister. It just happened. Do I have to tell you everything?”
 There was no need to rub salt in the wounds of a child he met today. It was just out of curiosity. Yoon Kwang Hun began to think that he had made a mistake.
 “Alright. You don’t have to tell me. I asked something useless.”
 Though it was a situation where one person had done a good deed and the other person should be thankful, there was only silence. This awkward situation disappeared because of Jun Hyuk’s words.
 “But mister. What is that music you just turned on?”
 The speaker was already quiet. Yoon Kwang Hun hadn’t even realized that the CD track had finished.
 “Oh, that? That’s Mahler. Gustav Mahler’s Symphony No. 5. That was recorded when Georg Schulte used to lead the Chicago Orchestra. It’s my favorite.”
 Jun Hyuk only blinked his eyes. There weren’t any words that he could understand in Yoon Kwang Hun’s explanation.
 “Yes. Well… Anyway, thank you for the tonkatsu.”
 Yoon Kwang Hun saw Jun Hyuk rising from his seat and spoke.
 “Hey. Do you want to listen to it again? From here, not from outside. From the beginning.”
 “Really?”
 Jun Hyuk seemed like a strange boy because he smiled more brightly at that than he did when he ate until he was full as he sat back down on the sofa.
 Yoon Kwang Hun put the CD in and turned the volume back up. As the music flowed out, Jang Jun Hyuk closed his eyes and listened closely. He had been sitting on the sofa tensely with a straight back, but he changed his position comfortably so that he was seated back.
 When the music ended again, Jun Hyuk burst out in admiration.
 “It’s incredible he included that many sounds in 66 minutes and 10 seconds. It sounds much better than when I was listening from outside.”
 “What? What did you just say? 66 minutes?”
 “No. 66 minutes and 10 seconds.”
 “What’s 66 minutes and 10 seconds?”
 “The road. The music’s road. You know? How long it was playing.”
 Yoon Kwang Hun jumped up from his seat and looked at the CD case that he had thrown next to the CD player. It was clearly printed that the running time was 66 minutes and 8 seconds.
 “You… How did you know the running time? Did you measure it on the clock?”
 “What time?”
 “Running time. The performance time.”
 “I just know it.”
 “You just knew it? Automatically?”
 “Yes. I just knew it.”
 Yoon Kwang Hun couldn’t believe this beggar-like teenage boy. When Zubin Mehta was leading the New York Philharmonic, there was a legend that he matched the running times exactly every time he conducted Beethoven’s symphonies.
 However, it may be possible because he listened to Beethoven hundreds of thousands of times to interpret it for the orchestra he was conducting. But figuring out the running time just by listening to it? Yoon Kwang Hun shook his head back and forth. It was impossible. Did it mean that there was a stopwatch or metronome embedded in his head?
 Jun Hyuk’s feminine face didn’t show any sign that there was something strange. It didn’t seem like he was lying and there was no reason for him to lie.
 Yoon Kwang Hun swallowed and asked again,
 “Do you by any chance remember the entire song you just heard?”
 “Yes. When I was listening from outside, I wasn’t sure because it wasn’t clear, but I just remembered the whole song.”
 Yoon Kwang Hun’s sight became fuzzy. Mahler’s Symphony No. 5 isn’t a widely known work like Beethoven’s symphony Fate was. No matter how many times he had heard it, there was no way for him to memorize the whole song unless he had majored in classical music. No, among classical music majors, how many of them could have completely memorized all of the parts to a symphony? Even Yoon Kwang Hun who had listened to the song hundreds of times could only remember the melody. It wasn’t even that he memorized it, but he just remembered it.
 Yoon Kwang Hun asked carefully,
 “Do you… want to try it? Remembering it?”
 “How? There’s just the sound.”
 “Exactly. Um… You can make the same sounds. Bam ba bam ba, or turururu… in this way.”
 Yoon Kwang Hun’s heart beat faster and his whole body felt weak at the thought that there was an extraordinary person in front of his eyes. Jang Jun Hyuk thought for a while and eventually grimaced.
 “I can’t do it.”
 Of course not. What a ridiculous lie! Unless he was the reincarnation of Mozart, it was impossible. He didn’t know why, but he relaxed and his mind found comfort.
 But Jang Jun Hyuk’s words that he could not do it were not the last.
 “There are 106 sounds… Doesn’t that mean there are 106 instruments? How can I personally make each of those sounds?”
 He tensed up again at the shock and became uncomfortable again. Even more than he had been before. It felt like all the blood in his body had rushed to his head.
 If this child was not lying, the reincarnation of Mozart was standing in front of him. No, he was even more impressive than Mozart. Mozart had memorized Allegri’s ‘Miserere Mei, Deus’ after hearing it for the first time when he was 14 years old.
 This song had been sealed by the Pope, so it was only performed at the Sistine Chapel. Revealing the sheet music for this song and singing it outside of the chapel was strictly forbidden, but 14 year old Mozart heard it once and wrote it perfectly.
 However, that music lasted just 10 minutes. It didn’t compare to this small child’s ability.
 “Are you saying that knowing what it means? Are you saying that you memorized all the parts in an orchestra after hearing a song once?”
 “Mister… Say a random time.”
 “A time? What time?”
 “Any time in the 66 minutes.”
 Yoon Kwang Hun figured out the kid’s intent.
 “Minute 37.”
 “At minute 37, there were eight sounds. From minute 33 to 41, eight instruments played. I don’t really know names of instruments…..”
 Even classical music enthusiast Yoon Kwang Hun had no way of confirming Jun Hyuk’s response because he did not have the ability to separate the sounds as such. He may be able to check if he were looking at the sheet music.
 Looking at Jun Hyuk’s innocent face, it was difficult to think that he was lying. Jun Hyuk bowed his head to Yoon Kwang Hun who could not recover from the shock and stood up.
 “Mister. Thank you for the tonkatsu.”
 Jun Hyuk did not forget the plastic bag with the tonkatsu and held it tightly in his hand. Yoon Kwang Hun had the thought that he must do something, but he could not think of what it was. In the midst of his reluctance and hesitation, Jang Jun Hyuk was opening the cafe door.
 “Hey, kid! What did you say your name was?”
 “Jang Jun Hyuk.”
 “Right, Jang Jun Hyuk. If you want to eat tonkatsu, come back. I’ll make it deliciously.”
 Jun Hyuk bowed his farewell again and left the cafe.
 Yoon Kwang Hun stared blankly at the door Jang Jun Hyuk had left through for a few minutes. Once he came to his senses, he started pulling his hair.
 “Ah, crap. What are you doing!”
 He was cursing at himself. How could he be so stupid? No matter how shocked he was, how could he have sat here blankly while a young Mozart went out into the rain with nowhere to go?
 He must find the boy. He couldn’t confirm yet, but he needed to know if the boy was a diamond or a coal. Even if he was not a diamond, their fates had crossed and he could not let leave such a young child alone in this situation.
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 It is said that humans only reveal 5% of their DNA. The person you perceive yourself to be and the person others judge you for is determined by this 5%. No one can know what is in the hidden 95%.
 Put simply, it would be as if our parents gave us a total of 100 cards when they gave us life – of which only 5 can be used. They don’t know which cards they’ll be handing down, but that’s not the real issue. The bigger problem is that of the 100 random cards, we can’t even choose which of the 5 we get to use. We have to pick them with our eyes closed.
 Now imagine each of these cards represents a different trait – maybe an attractive face, an intelligent mind, a great body, a handicap. A lucky person who might have been fated with a prized card would be able to use it as a weapon to speed through life with considerable ease. And then there are also the ill-fated who end up with a torn or useless card. Maybe all five cards are duds. But that is what we have to use to our advantage or disadvantage until we die.
 This is a story about a boy, the “cards” he is dealt, and how he uses them to build a music empire.
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 Jian Shiwu was reborn. In the previous life, relying on his family background, he forced the male protagonist Shen Cheng to get engaged to him.
 Only after his death did he realize that Shen Cheng was terrifying.
 The man’s power was overwhelming, and he retaliates against everyone by means of brutality, and single-handedly built a business empire.
 This taciturn man in everyone’s eyes has never been a soft persimmon, but a dormantly waiting wolf.
 After the rebirth, Jian Shiwu decided to stay away from Shen Cheng to keep his peace
 At the beginning:
 Parents: “I heard that you like Shen Cheng, do you want to get engaged to him?”
 Jian Shiwu: “I’m afraid you want me to die!”
 Friends: “I heard you still like Shen Cheng?”
 Jian Shiwu was shocked: “It’s fake, don’t believe in rumors, don’t spread rumors!!”
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 On a certain day, Xu Xing suddenly received yin-yuan eyes; he could see a red string between lovers. Then he discovered that he had a tight connection to his own left hand.
 Xu Xing: I TM …… will I be ‘solo’ for life? : )
 The second day.
 Xu Xing suspected that he had seen a pair of ‘gay’s. The left side of the boy’s body had two red strings. The one in front was tied to his hand, the one in the back was tied to the boy’s right side.
 The bottom of Xu Xing’s body suddenly tightened. Trembling in fear, he turned his head — only to see his ‘local area’ connected to a red string tied into a beautiful, intimate bow that was attached to the school grass sitting behind him ~
 Xu Xing: Excuse me???
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 Actress Qiao Jing Jing has one month to get her gaming skills up to the level her publicist has claimed she has.
 Turns out, her high school crush is an expert.
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 Jiang Zhen crossed into ancient times and became the old bachelor eldest Jiang who was neglected by the whole family in the village of Jiang Xihu in Hexi Village.
 He was born into a good family and Jiang Laoda is busy in the year but can’t eat a full meal. Two younger brothers can marry a wife, but he is starved to death… Jiang Zhen feels unbearable.
 Don’t want to feed me? OK, I kill the chicken myself.
 Don’t you give me a glimpse of food? It doesn’t matter, the door of the granary will be opened as soon as it goes down.
 Want to tell me that I am not filial? Ok, I immediately took the knife into the county to slash people, and let the county grandfather grab all of us.
 Jiang Zhen took the attire of the family’s best products and became a tyrant in the village. He also saw the “ugly” ger who could not get married in the village.
 Future father-in-law: “Jiang Zhen is always wandering around our house. Isn’t it necessary to grab our house?”
 The future mother-in-law: “What to do, Jin Geer must not beat him!”
 Zhao Jinge’s face is hot… Dad, the wild rabbit that I got back today is what he gave…
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 Ye Jin once traveled to the interstellar era, and became an orphan on a barren star. The weatherproof house is almost out of whack. Ye Jin had no choice but to go back to his old business and become a food anchor, hoping to solve his urgent needs.
 Ye Jin on the first day of the live broadcast: Today, I will live broadcast to make Chinese delicacies, fish porridge and braised fish cubes. The method is very simple and the braised fish with rice is a must.
 Netizen 1: Anchor, you can’t do this, I have no appetite when I look at it. Isn’t this a scam?
 Netizen 2: Chinese food? I’ve never heard of it before, who still eats this kind of nutritious and unpalatable food now!
 Netizen 3: This meaty smell is so bad and not delicious. Besides, now everyone drinks nutritional supplements, and no one will eat this kind of thing.
 After Ye Jin really made the dish, netizens were so fragrant that they scrambled to buy it, and even spent a lot of money in the live broadcast room just to get a taste of the delicious food.
 Since then, the craze for food making has swept the entire interstellar space, and Ye Jin’s food live broadcast room has become the spiritual heaven of the people of the empire.
 Then one day, many netizens discovered that there were more people in Ye Jin’s family.
 All netizens: No way! Whoever dog man took away the anchor is unforgivable!
 Fu Chen, a dog man who is an admiral of the empire: …
 Netizens who know the truth: QAQ Is there any help for those who scold the admiral?
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 When I opened my eyes I had become a princess!
 But out of all characters in this romance novel, why is it the princess who has the fate of dying to her own blood-related dad, the emperor!
 If I want to live, I must not be seen by that emperor dad.
 “When did this kind of scumbag start living in my castle?”
 The man who doesn’t have single drop of blood nor tear to drop, that cold emperor Claude! Will Atanasia who had been caught by the emperor be able to survive?
 “I… What do I do…..?”
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 After 18 hours of operation, a certain handsome doctor died on the operating table, only to wake up and discover that he had transmigrated into an alpha’s body.
 A pitiful omega sat next to his bed. When the omega noticed him waking up, his small face immediately turned pale!
 Jiang Yunshu: I used to treat you badly?
 Bai Tang trembled and didn’t dare to talk.
 Jiang Yunshu: ….
 Jiang Yunshu: It won’t happen again.
 Jiang Yunshu found that Bai Tang’s body was covered with wounds, and his left arm was fractured.
 Jiang Yunshu: I used to hit you?
 Bai Tang turned pale and whimpered: No…
 Jiang Yunshu: ….
 Jiang Yunshu: It won’t happen again.
 Jiang Yunshu found that Bai Tang didn’t even attempt to dine at the table at home since the original owner would not allow it.
 The original owner forbade him to eat meat because it was tasty. He couldn’t sleep in bed because the original owner didn’t like him. Jiang Yunshu also found out that something was amiss with Bai Tang. His gland was utterly f*cked up.
 Jiang Yunshu, who hardly cursed: f*ck.
 Later, Jiang Yunshu also learned that every time the original owner domestically abused Bai Tang, he would say the same sentence, “It won’t happen again”, but the next time he’d only hit harder.
 Jiang Yunshu: Bastard!!!
 But luckily, Jiang Yunshu is a patient man, and as a doctor, he’d be able to gradually nurse this beautiful but broken omega back. He even went so far as to spend his entire life proving to Bai Tang what he meant when he said, “It won’t happen again.”
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 Everyone said that the S College’s school prince, Fu Shihan, was aloof and noble, steady and reserved. He never talked more than three sentences with girls.
 Only Huo Yan knew how Fu Shihan hugged her under the Chinese parasol tree back then, greedily biting her lips.
 Huo Yan was gasping for air, begging him in a small face. Fu Shihan’s heart was pounding rapidly.
 The adorable and comedic heroine vs. the aloof, noble, possessive, and black-belly devil.
 【The cold and aloof devil can sometimes be gentle.】
 Huo Yan said her first word when she was five. Even when she grew up, she was naive and clumsy. She was even slow in walking.
 One day, she noticed a Rolls-Royce following behind her and was moving even slower than her.
 “What are you doing?”
 Fu Shihan clutched the steering wheel as he looked ahead with his fiery peach blossom eyes.
 He faintly said, “Going on a stroll.”
 From that day on. Huo Yan thought that this man had a mental disorder.
 Therefore, she tried her best to let him have his way, trying not to trigger him.
 After they fought one day, Fu Shihan said, “Don’t be angry at me.”
 Huo Yan pursed her lips and said, “I’m not angry. Why would I be angry at a fool?”
 Fu Shihan lit the cigarette in his hand, replying, “Then come over and let me hug you.”
 Huo Yan hesitated before gently hugging his waist. She said in a low voice, “Only for a little bit.”
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 Well-known Composer Fang Zhao was in the glorious stage of his career, when the Apocalypse arrived; After finally experiencing the bitter difficulties of a thousand dangers, when the Apocalypse was simmering down to an end, he collapsed; When he opened his eyes, he was reborn in a New World, 500 years after the end of the apocalypse, in the body of a student who had been dumped barely after graduation, who had been cheated of his hardwork barely after he started working… 
 The World of the Future, Virtual Idols PK Real Idols 
 “Every time background music plays in my head, I feel like there is nothing to be afraid of.” —Fang Zhao 
 Toward the end of the apocalyptic period, Fang Zhao lost his life. However, instead of dying, he found himself 500 years later in the body of a young and aspiring composer who shared the same name. Having received a second chance at life, Fang Zhao sets out to achieve the previous owner’s dreams. 
 Armed with the experience of living through an apocalyptic age and his profession as a composer before that period, Fang Zhao uses his talent, wits, and knowledge to make his mark in the entertainment industry of the future.
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 she wrote 3000 words bad review on the book full of complains. 
 Then she wore the book gorgeously! Become the proud eldest lady who doesn’t deserve to have a name in the book! Still studies in the same class as the villain! 
 The villain Yan Zhi is tall, handsome, and academic, the eldest lady instantly turns into a rainbow fart little fan. 
 ** 
 the first time. 
 Yan Zhi: Don’t be nosy. 
 Jiang Yao: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, my brother’s voice is so good!! 
 the second time. 
 Yan Zhi: Don’t make any extra effort. 
 Jiang Yao: This angle of my brother’s face is amazing! Beauty sends me to death! 
 the third time. 
 Yan Zhi: Stay away from me. 
 Jiang Yao: My God! Brother’s expression is too handsome! The look in your eyes kills me! 
 ** 
 Later, later. 
 He buried his head in the little girl’s neck: slender, I only have you. 
 He swears with a cold face: I am fit, your standard for choosing a mate can only be me. 
 Yan Zhi always believed that in this fishy and rotten world, only Jiang Yao was shining. 
 Illuminate his entire world.
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 It had been over 2,000 years since Fu Li (uke), a rabbit monster, awakened. He lost his elders, entered the city with the dream of being a civil servant, moved bricks at a construction site, and worked as a security guard at a hotel. He just wanted to live a peaceful life, but there were always various issues to come. He was recruited into the monster administration bureau to work for the bureau director (seme) due to his extraordinary force power.
 The seme in their relationship was the golden dragon, who was aloof with stingy nature, while he was generous to the uke. The seme was spoiled by him, and used to send different treasures to people, which made the golden dragon angry.
 Two people handled cases together, witnessed a lot of awakening of big monsters which were described in the book of the Mountains and Seas. The golden dragon became the dragon emperor by a chance. Finally, the identity of the uke was revealed. The sufferer should have died in the period of war, but because of his martyrdom, he was reborn due to his faith and could not be separated from the seme forever.
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 Lin Qingqing was still talking to her friends about taking part in the singing contest the previous night. When she woke up the next day, she came five years later and found that she had not only married a overbearing president she didn’t know at all, but also had a child with him?!!
 What kind of dog blood plot is this?
 It is said that she still doesn’t like her husband and children, and the most thing she wants to do every day is divorce.
 Looking at the pitiful eyes of Little Meng dumpling that was looking for attention and care in front of her, the handsome and rich, carefully spoiled her, want to get close but dare not, her overbearing husband, Lin Qingqing heart felt soft, “just accept it”!
 At first Lin Qingqing only wanted to be a good mother, but later she found the husband so charming that she only wanted to roll in his arms every day….
 Yi Zeyan knew from the beginning that the woman did not love him. No matter how kind he was to her, she didn’t appreciate it. Even if she married him, she was not willing to look him in the eye. Later, she simply lost her memory and completely forgot him.
 However, he did not expect her to become different after losing her memory. She not only did not reject his approach, but even smiled at him. Later, she even stick close to him from time to time and act like a spoiled child to him.
 She has become so sweet, how can he endure it…
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