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Darling CEO I'll marry you: His wife is a nightingale

Xia Lihua was born with a beautiful voice. A voice as sweet as hers was hard to find. She used to be her cousin sister's shadow singer. Her family exiled her to the United States when she was set up by her cousin sister and stepsister. She returned to her own country after completing high school in America only to discover her father had given orders for some guys to murder her. After narrowly escaping death, she was saved by a friend who rushed her to the hospital and with the help of a genius hacker she was able to eventually escape from the country, hiding in Milan for two years. Except for her grandfather who doted on her, the rest of the Xia family assumed that she was dead. After three years, she returned, stronger than ever, to face-slap the scumbags and exact retribution. She is now the nation's sister- a top idol and a movie queen. She is also known as the Ice Empress in business world! People called her the Nightingale because of her melodic voice, little did she know that she will be become the night songstress of the man whom she hated the most. She didn't know that she was the reason why the demon king couldn't sleep at night. All he could think about from morning till dusk was her. He could wreck devastation on earth for her, and this time he would do anything to keep her. The devil bigshot has made up his mind and is chasing her! Netizens: Is Emperor Yang pursuing you, sister Hua? Xia Lihua: No! He is just my ex-fiancé and a die-hard fan. Emperor Yang: What ex-fiancé? Bullshit! Tell them that you are my wife, little bird. Author note: The author is not Chinese and this is her own story. THIS IS NOT A TRANSLATION. [ Update: Cover art by- @dixerqua ;) (DO NOT STEAL!!!) ]

Dixerqua · Urban
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Xia Liyan's voice was strained as she continued to sob, her body quivering with each strike of the cane. "I'll... say... sorry to Xia Lihua... I'm sorry..."

As the flogging continued, Xia Liyan's voice grew weaker, her apologies fading into broken murmurs. Her body was on the brink of collapse, her strength waning with each hit of the cane.

Finally, Old Master Xia raised his hand, signaling for the punishment to cease. Xia Tianlin stopped, his chest heaving from exertion.

Xia Liyan's body sagged, her strength spent. She lay on the cold floor and her sobs gradually subsided, replaced by shallow gasps as she tried to regain control over her trembling body.

Old Master Xia's gaze remained fixed on her, unyielding. "Remember this, Xia Liyan. Actions have consequences. This is the price of tarnishing our family's reputation."

Xia Liyan could only nod weakly, her voice nearly gone. The room was heavy with an oppressive silence, broken only by the sound of her labored breathing.