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Billionaire’s Beloved Wife

The first time they met, she had barged into his room when he just came out of the shower. She calmly met his dangerous gaze and teased boldly, “Hey handsome, nice body~” The second time they met was at an extravagant banquet. She had been charming and flamboyant. Right after torturing someone, she leaned toward him and asked coquettishly, “I heard that you’ve been claiming that I’m your girlfriend and using me as a shield. Well then, can you help out a tool like me?” Since then, Master Qin gained a chaotic little monster at home who riled him up every day. Everyone said that the An family’s real daughter couldn’t compare to the fake daughter because she was raised as a country bumpkin. She couldn’t even compare to the fake daughter’s hair. Alas, everyone was slapped in the face, along with the fake daughter. They were even tortured until their insides turned green. Then, they claimed that even if the real daughter could compare to the fake daughter, she was still just an abandoned daughter who wasn’t loved by her parents and had no power, that she wasn’t worth Master Qin. Unbeknownst to them, when her parents realized it, they and her four brothers had been begging her to come home. Until one day, the real daughter announced that she was retiring from the scene to look after her husband and children. At that moment, countless tycoons and magnates wailed, begging her to stay… Wild, savage, and charming little monster VS abstinent, protective, and flirty CEO

Jun An'an · General
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He Wanted to Avenge His Goddess!

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

After dealing with Old Master, Nan Yan hurried back to school.

However, during the following classes, Nan Yan was almost lost in thought.

From time to time, she'd use her hand to cover her face.

She didn't want anyone to know that she was blushing.

The students in Class 4 noticed her strange behavior and couldn't help but wonder, what's wrong with her?

After class, a daring classmate came over and asked, "Hey, are you feeling sick, leader?"

"No."

"Then, why is your face so red all the time?"

"Can't I feel hot?" Nan Yan furrowed her brows, her temper growing increasingly irritable. "Don't bother me."

"Oh, okay... Not bothering you anymore, not bothering..."

After this incident, no one dared to provoke her again.

However, not long after, Lu Rongrong came in holding an ice cream cone. She placed it on Nan Yan's desk without saying a word and returned to her seat.

Nan Yan: "..."