Top Assassins Call Me The Lady Boss - Chapter 115: Was she not Seventeen?

The pain from the gunshot was nothing compared to the pain she felt in her heart as she realized she would be losing not only her life but also her unborn baby. With eyes that beheld great resentment, she looked at the man, the father of the child and her cousin's arms in arms.“Why?” There was nothing else to say. Eyes conveyed everything that was needed to be said,She didn't deserve such an end.He knew this.But the man had an impassive look. As if years of their time spent together meant nothing to him. Years of her showing him with affection meant nothing to him.Just one world“Fate”...As she opened her eyes, she found herself the very night this tragedy started. The day she got married to David.The face was the same, the reception was the same, and the room was the same. But the soul was not the naive inexperienced stay-at-home wife. But a betrayed woman who burnt in the flame of vengeance.

He put one hand on the door beside her head before leaning forward. What was he doing? Trying to intimidate her again?

(Historical Romance + Family Affection + Wealth Accumulation + Feel-Good/Light Novel)The money-loving Film Queen Xia Ningxing time-traveled into an eight-year-old cute kid in a historical setting.Not only did she have five brothers who doted on her as if she were their life, but she also had a mother who treasured her like a precious gem, and most importantly, the future tycoon male lead lived next door.However, in the story, the male lead died young, leaving behind a huge inheritance. To be able to inherit this wealth, Film Queen Xia Ningxing began her pursuit plan in reverse.Later, the male lead pushed Ningxing against the corner of the wall, “I heard that you're marrying me just to wait for my early demise so you can inherit my wealth?”“......” Oops! Caught red-handed!“Too bad, this time I won't neglect my health for the sake of my career. My last health check was normal in all aspects, I should live at least to a hundred years old.”“!!!!!”She never expected that the tycoon doomed to die young was actually reborn!(New book “Eighties” Family Darling At Five And A Half is out~)

Su Yan had been crushing on Wei Zhou for seven years, only becoming his wife after an accident. Everyone mocked her about her luck, claimed she had married above her station, ridiculed her, and ostracized her. But Su Yan didn’t care. Her seven-year crush had finally blossomed and she felt only bliss. Yet, Wei Zhou had thought she was a scheming woman who used underhanded tactics to win his hand. It was all a misunderstanding! Su Yan tried to explain but Wei Zhou wouldn’t believe her. Eventually, Su Yan stopped trying, believing that time would prove it all. One day, Wei Zhou was on the tabloids, rumored to be having an affair with a female celebrity. Su Yan sought an explanation from him. So long as he explained, she would believe him. But Wei Zhuo never explained. He merely answered coldly, “Just behave as Mrs. Wei and mind your own business.” Mind her own business? Su Yan laughed. Looking back, how much of a fool had she been to assume she could melt his iron heart? Any blazing passion would eventually die out from indifference until nothing was left. Su Yan then realized. She was rich, beautiful, and had a great body. Why must she waste her efforts on a heartless blockhead like Wei Zhou? Su Yan dragged Wei Zhou to the Civil Affairs Bureau to separate their union. From now on, whoever they dated had nothing to do with the other! After their divorce, Su Yan went back to being herself. Excellent as she already was, Su Yan unleashed her dazzling light upon the world once more. Then, once every few days, Wei Zhou would see gossip about his ex-wife on the trending searches. Yesterday, she was having a candlelight dinner with a movie star, today, she had brought home a young hunk to engage in passionate romance?! Wei Zhou threw his phone on the floor. “To hell with your passionate romance! That’s my woman!” Surrounded by gorgeous men and enjoying her life, Su Yan asked, “Mister, who are you?”