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Chapter 1800
However, the Lu family prince is still so low-key. He never accepts any interviews or shows up in public. He has mysteriously become an existence that no major magazine can photograph.
He has already given the power to the entire imperial capital, and he has become an overwhelming business tycoon, not one of them can even dream of catching up with him.
He is still very young, too young, only 27 years old.
Such a man is destined to fall into the spring dreams of those celebrities and daughters of the rich every night, and there are also certain women who think they are alluring beauty who want to hook up with him through various means, but they have not succeeded.
The only chance people can see him is through Amanda, his wife.
On all occasions where Amanda appeared, he would be found.
Just like tonight’s charity night, his luxury car had been waiting outside very early, and his eyes, and his deep heart, were filled with her cold, alluring figure.
He accompanies her to grow up step by step, watching her walk into the glory, radiant and visible.
How many women’s jealousy has such a prosperous love evoked?
On the one hand, those women madly chase Queen’s new products released every season, and on the other hand, when the celebrities get together, they will bitterly vomit to see when Amanda falls out of favor.
After all, how can a 27-year-old business man love one woman in his life?
But wait and wait, as spring passes and autumn comes, Amanda is always in favor.
The world has seen her as lush, clean, and beautiful as many years ago. All her time was stopped in the temple that year. The man named Christopher spoiled her for a lifetime and loved her for a lifetime.
Christopher has an amazing time in this life, but he has been gentle for her years.
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Some winter.
Amanda’s eyes were covered by a big palm, and the man hugged her from behind, leading her to a place.
“Christopher, where are you taking me?” Her voice was soft, sweet, and sweet.
Christopher let go of his eyes and smiled, “Our home.”
Amanda raised her eyes, and then her pupils contracted suddenly, one second, two seconds, three seconds…she was silly.
What did she see?
In this life, she dreams of being prosperous, and then enters Gillian’s room.
In this life, she and his marriage came earlier, and Christopher has not built a Gillian house for her like in the previous life, and gave her splendid love.
Now, Gillian’s room is here.
Amanda raised her little head and looked up almost piously. That was the memory of her past life, all sweetness.
She stretched out her hand gently, feeling the colorful sunshine falling on her little hand, so soft and warm.
He said, this is our home.
Christopher stretched out his two strong arms and hugged her tightly from behind. He k!ssed her little cheek with his eyes sideways, and said in a low and magnetic voice, “Do you like it? It took two years here, every grass, Everything is the way you like it.”
Amanda’s eyes were red, and she liked it, how could she not like it?
She turned around and hugged his neck with two small hands, “Well, I like it.”
Christopher’s thin flexible lips pressed her flushed eyes and k!ssed her, “Amanda, do you love me?”
He asked softly—Amanda, do you love me?
Amanda raised her head and looked at him in surprise, “Christopher, why do you ask that? I love you.”
But why does he think her love is so unreal?
For two years, he has never forgotten the man on that drawing paper.
That picture.
The vicissitudes of life and heavy, exactly like him.
Who is he?
After two years, this painting pierced his heart like a curse, reminding him all the time.
Sometimes he wanted to ask her altogether, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed it back.
He was afraid to ask, there would be no future.
Love her and dare not take a risk.
Even if there is another man hidden in her heart, he is willing to live like this.
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