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Blossoming Flowers

COMPLETE ! She was born in the countryside where she lived her childhood together with her weak and sick brother. While she was healthy and capable of playing outside every day, he was confined to his bed, unable to make a move, listening to her tales of the world beyond the windows. One day her brother could no longer hold on to his frail life and he succumbed to a sudden virus. Unable to cope with the loss, Jiang Yingyue took over the life of her deceased brother. Starting life anew in the capital, Jiang Yingyue became Jiang Fengmian. A lonely prince charming who never got close to anyone yet somehow her life got entangled with the fate of Han Qingshan, the young master of the Han Corporation. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, grew up as the heir to the biggest corporation in the country and one of the biggest on an international scale. He was a sunshine boy, happy and always smiling. It was like a spring breeze flitting across the road as he came by, stealing the hearts of all women. His kindness knew no bounds, but only for her would he really care, only for her would he become a wife-protecting devil. - - - - - - - - All rights to the Cover Image belongs to me. The story was previously uploaded under the name My Life or Your Memory, but due to some issues with Amazon, it was taken down. The issues have been solved, and the story is back. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/tinalynge Website: https://tinalynge.com/ Discord: https://discord.gg/SrWNTb9 Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/TinalyngeWebNovels/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/tinalyngewebnovels/

Tinalynge · Urban
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268 Chs

Waking Up

Jiang Yingyue was huddled into herself in the top of the tree; her heart was beating rapidly as she looked around, wondering what she could do to escape.

She was terrified. Although she had been calm and collected at the Mu family, now that she had escaped she would never return to that place, and fearing that the Mu siblings had sent these men, her heart could not help but tremble.

She looked down fearfully, but the dogs were still clamoring, the big black-clothed bodyguards were also still standing there looking up at her with unchanged expressions.

Amid her horror, she felt as if she was crumbling down, but then she heard a voice that felt like a heavenly song to her, and she lifted her head that had been hidden in her bosom before.

Looking down, she saw a figure rushing through the forest and coming towards her, his figure all so familiar.