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CEO Daddy Begs Mommy for Remarriage

People were jealous of her. An orphan married into a wealthy family and had a handsome, gentle, and wealthy husband. Little did they know, they slept in the same bed but had different dreams, and seldom communicated. People think his husband is perfect, but only she knows that he calls out other women's names in his dreams. Even though she gave birth to twins, she didn't touch him. So she filed for divorce. Finding his wife abandoning her children and property just to be separated from him, he suddenly felt anxious. When he returned home, he found only the hungry children waiting to be fed, and the bed was also so cold. A luxurious villa without a wife is just a pile of steel and concrete. He suddenly realized that he had already fallen in love with her, but she had become his unattainable heiress. She said, "Sir, you have to queue up to chase me. You'd better go back and take care of your children." He held his two children and smiled, "The children are too young to live without their mother. Let's give them back to you." When the servant brought the children's luggage into the house, he emerged from a huge cardboard box and said, "I am the children's doll, and you can also think of me as an intelligent robot - with a complimentary warm bed service." "..."

LonelyDreamSeeker · Urban
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200 Chs

Chapter 55: Lu Kejun is pregnant and can't satisfy you, so you came to me?

Wen Zhan saw her panicked and guilty reaction, and he also didn't miss the secret she was hiding behind her back.

Without answering her question, he continued to move forward until he forced her to the railing of the balcony, with no way to retreat.

Mu Wanqing's head buzzed, and she breathed heavily, craning her neck backward as much as possible as his face, now so close to her own, continued to close in.

Wen Zhan was still deliberately cornering her.

When they were close enough to hear each other's breaths and seeing her growing more and more panicked, even her breathing carefully restrained, he smiled grimly, reached around her back, and asked gently, "Madam, what good stuff are you hiding? Show me?"

Before his words had finished, his hand had already grabbed the papers.

Mu Wanqing's heart raced, and she stuttered badly, "No... nothing, just some scribbles."

"Really?"

Between them behind her back, a quiet struggle ensued, one pulling away and the other clutching tightly.