When I Saw The Returns, I Invested In My Future Wife First - Chapter 70: Modern Women Are So Different

When crossing over to multiple books, Ren Shuhan found that every protagonist Shou was waiting for him to start chasing them in the crematorium.

“Don’t waste your time waiting,” He advised sincerely, “There are more 0s than 1s, so I’m not going to chase someone that is not interested.”

The protagonist Shou (sneering): Oh, there will be a day where you’ll lick the ground I walk on.

After waiting and waiting…

Ren Shuhan: “This is the wedding invitation for my childhood friend and I’s wedding.”

On the wedding night, Ren Shuhan removed the veil: “Baby, I’ve come to marry you.”

“Don’t you know that life is nothing but a play where you are the male lead and I am just a supporting character?”

“I know, but I don’t care.”

He was smiling, but Jiang Qingyue wept.

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A wonderful night, she met a lover of a lifetime.Because of the failure of her family’s business, she has always been looked down upon by others.

Even her fiancé framed her, although they had a good relationship before. On the contrary, he is a well-known rich CEO, with a handsome face and a wealthy family.

There are countless girls who want to marry him. Unexpectedly, they spent a romantic night together.

As they got to know each other better, they began to realize that both of them was the one they had 

In the world of dragons and snakes, the talented but congenitally sick martial arts master was reborn as the sole heir of the 19th-century Canadian manor owner. He thought he would make money by practicing boxing, but he took advantage of the industrial revolution to become a giant of the times. The opened template.

In the end, the original owner was a hopelessly sick and consumptive ghost! I am still a bastard having an affair with a gardener…

Wait, what’s up with the claw?

James Howlett looked at the bone claws protruding from between his fingers, and became more and more worried about his future.

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Dynasties rise and dynasties fall, like the tide washing the sand.