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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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How Desperate Must One Be to Attempt Such a Foolish Act!

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

He had just discovered that the person who posted the message was none other than Nan Yan!

How did she manage to get her hands on these things?

The principal harbored a deep grudge against Nan Yan, but now there was someone knocking at his office door, demanding that he answer the phone.

He had no choice but to temporarily suppress his resentment and go answer the door.

Outside stood a teacher from Zhide High School, but the respect that she had previously held for the principal had now turned into a subtle disgust in her eyes.

Gritting his teeth, he took the phone from the teacher's hand and said, "Hello, I am the principal of Zhide High School."

Subsequently, the words from the other end of the phone left him feeling dizzy and pale. Even his lips trembled with fear.

"I understand..."

The principal replied in a daze, returned the phone to the teacher, and then walked into his office, taking a seat at his desk.