After Entering the Wrong Room, I Became Mr. Feng's Wife - Chapter 161 - : The Farewell Scene

Xiang Yi was most famous vase in the entertainment industry. The subject of ridicule on the world wide web, she suddenly announced: She was going home to farm. Her anti-fans: Hehe. She deserves it. The next day, Xing Chen APP started a live broadcast stream of Xiang Yi's rural life. Heh? Why did a top ranking lawyer stop by for dinner? Heh? Why did a doctor come to raise chickens? Heh? Why is a famous fashion designer here to dye cloths? And why is an esports legend installing a swing set? What, you're her brother? You're also her brother?? As the much anticipated grand slam actor Shi Sui made his grand descent into the scene, the anti-fans began to tremble as they weakly typed out on the screen: You... Are you also her brother? The film star calmly squeezed Xiang Yi's cheeks and says indifferently: I am her husband. The anti-fans: Unabletolaugh.jpg

After the failure of crossing the tribulation, Ye Leng’an returned to the first life again.

In that life, she was the fake daughter of the Ye family who shouted and beat her. Against the background of the real daughter, she was like mud under the ground, while the other party was the bright moon in the sky. In the end, she died tragically under the pressure and frame of the real daughter’s admirers, and her fate was bleak.

After her death, her soul traveled to the world of comprehension. With hard work, she finally reached the stage of crossing the catastrophe, only one step away from ascending to immortality. But when crossing the catastrophe, he failed because of the inner demons of the first life.

In this life, she came back with thousands of splendors, and she was no longer the wimpy and fake daughter she once was.

Hehe, after living a new life, she wants to bloom her own brilliance, gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

The real daughter is a medical genius with the potential to become a genius doctor?

Excuse me, the originator of life and death is here, holding a panacea in his hand, attracting countless bosses to compete!

The real daughter is a computer wizard, but she can freely shuttle through the Internet?

I’m sorry, but the network she developed has come and gone. In her network, she is a god, killing with one thought.

The rebirth of a great power in the comprehension world has set off countless storms in the city.

Just when countless bigwigs were falling for her, a mysterious man with huge power both in the open and in the dark embraced her directly and swore sovereignty: “This is mine, wife.”

At this time, Ye Leng’an could only helplessly roll his eyes to the sky: He really is a jealous guy!

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The Capital’s girls look on with hatred, “ You’re just a country girl without any knowledge. Do you have Cloud Shop’s clothes? Do you have Brilliant Treasure Pavillion’s jewellery? Do you even know how eminent and domineering the famous Yue Wang is?

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