MTL - First Player - Chapter 39 thirty eight

In the last life, Jiang Xi, who loves acting, devoted her heart and soul to Yuan Jinchen, and she worked hard for her acting skills, and finally gave up to become a first-line star for him. As a result, the Yuan Jinchen brought another woman to their house, intimate in front of her, so she accidentally fell to the floor and died.

In this life, she re-entered the showbiz circle. Jiang Xi said that she would live for herself. She would not give up her career for the scum. The person who harmed her in the last life stood at a low place to bear her dazzling light. But Star Road is not a thoroughfare, beauty and acting skills are not enough to support her to go on smoothly. She needed a backstage that would give her stability.

“So when you marry me, I’ll be your backstage .” Jiang Xi just blinked and agreed. Jiang Xi, who marries Qin Cheng in a low-key manner, is starry, and occasionally there are a few jumping clowns to make trouble.

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Some say that the financial war in City C was a bloody sacrifice prepared by Atlas Hallow's ex-wife for the child who died in her womb.The most ridiculous experience in Charlotte Miller's life was being forced to marry the man who should have been her sister's husband.After the marriage, she asked Atlas Hallow more than once, “Why me?”He pressed her under him, a deep and unfathomable smile in his eyes, “The Miller Family lost me a bride, shouldn't they compensate me with another one? Mrs. Hallow, I've never made such a bad deal in my life.”

Demon pets, demon soldiers, and demon warriors.

In this bizarre world where everything can be a partner, Du Yu looked at Qian Zhihe with wings flapping in his palm, and couldn’t help falling into deep thought.

Did she just say…she is from the Golden Crow?

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Easy and funny, welcome to the pit.

The works “Nine Stars Poisonous Milk” and “The Lord of Nine Stars” have been completed, and you are welcome to read them.

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One day, in front of my eyes appeared a silver-haired Goddess.

What kind of bullsh*t is this woman spouting?

“…What?”

No, I’m not.