Your Excellency the President seduces his wife

In the first life, I fell in love with a man named Lu Zhenqian.When the bullet passed through my chest, I told myself: Susu, Lu Zhenqian, these three words are the poison that you can never be infected with forever.

——Jane Su

His head hurts, his body is limp, and his eyelids are too heavy to open.Jian Su closed her eyes, letting the waves of pain hit her body one after another.

After an unknown amount of time, the quiet man on the bed moved his index finger.Her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a while, a pair of eyes full of weakness slowly opened.

The first thing that catches the eye is a classical and gorgeous ceiling, on which hangs a European-style retro luxury crystal chandelier.The orange light made the room warm and romantic, and Jane Su lost her mind for a moment.

The next moment, she suddenly woke up, dripping with cold sweat - this is not the Lu family, nor any place she knows!

The bed under her body was comfortable and soft, even faintly fragrant. Jian Su endured the pain and lifted the quilt, but suddenly realized that the scarred bare hands in front of her were not hers!

no no--

Shaking her head desperately, opening and closing her eyes countless times, when she opened her eyes again with the last bit of hope in her heart, what Jane Su saw was this pair of hands that obviously did not belong to her.Caress your own face, from eyes, to bridge of nose, to pink lips, chin, hair...

Even if she hasn't seen the mirror yet, Jian Su is sure that not only the hands are not hers, but even the face she is wearing now is not hers!

Her eyes swept across the room, and when she touched a simple oval mirror not far away, she staggered out of bed and crawled to the mirror.

Really, not her body—

Apart from the similar height, the woman in front of her is obviously different from the original Jian Su.

A waterfall of long hair hung loose, looking slightly disheveled just after waking up.His body was thin, and he looked like he was malnourished.A small face is fair and delicate, and the facial features are deep and beautiful as a whole, as if carefully carved by the heavens, one more stroke will destroy its beauty, and one less stroke will lose its spirituality.This kind of beauty obviously belongs to two completely different styles from the simple simplicity of the past.The only thing that is certain is that this is also a disaster-like face.

Sliding down on the edge of the mirror, Jian Su held her head in her hands, the panic, fear, confusion, and daze in her heart flashed back and forth...

It took a whole day for Jane Su to digest the fact that she was reborn after death. During this period, she fell into sleep countless times, thinking that she was just having a dream about dislocation and death.

The next day when the noon sun fell on Jane Su through the window lattice, she touched her belly, walked slowly to the door, and opened the door that she hadn't touched for a long time.

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