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7 Years! I Wasted On A Beast! EP 17

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7 Years! I Wasted On A Beast!

Scarlett Grant, the wealthy heiress of Harbor City, defied her father and married the poor Damon Reed, hiding her true identity. For seven years, she secretly supported his career, believing he’d earn her father’s approval. But when another New Year came, she saw his selfish nature and decided to take everything back...
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Ep Review

Xiao Yu’s Pearls vs. The World

Xiao Yu’s double-strand pearls aren’t jewelry—they’re armor. She wears them like a shield against chaos, while her eyes betray exhaustion. In *7 Years! I Wasted On A Beast!*, every glance she gives Li Wei is a silent scream. The red carpet? A battlefield. And she’s still standing. 💎🔥

Car Scene: Where Power Shifts in Silence

The backseat tension between Uncle Chen and the driver? Chef’s kiss. No shouting—just a flick of the wrist, a tightened jaw. In *7 Years! I Wasted On A Beast!*, silence carries more weight than monologues. You feel the gears turning. This isn’t drama—it’s psychological warfare with leather seats. 🚗⚔️

The Pink Dress Girl Who Saw Too Much

That wide-eyed reporter in pink? She’s the audience’s proxy. Her gasps, her flinches—she’s living the plot in real time. In *7 Years! I Wasted On A Beast!*, she’s the only one who dares look shocked. Everyone else? Already complicit. Her lanyard reads ‘Press’, but her face says ‘I regret everything’. 📸😱

When Fur Meets Fury

Two women, two furs—Xiao Yu’s gray elegance vs. Lin Mei’s black drama. One hides pain behind pearls; the other weaponizes glamour. In *7 Years! I Wasted On A Beast!*, their confrontation isn’t loud—it’s in the way Lin Mei *adjusts her sleeve* before speaking. Power isn’t shouted. It’s draped. 🖤✨

The Cross Pin That Screams Betrayal

That silver cross brooch on Li Wei’s lapel? It’s not just decor—it’s irony incarnate. Every time he smirks, it glints like a warning. In *7 Years! I Wasted On A Beast!*, symbols speak louder than dialogue. His ‘gentleman’ facade cracks the second he touches Xiao Yu’s arm—cold, possessive, rehearsed. 😶‍🌫️