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Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Wen Xuxu is a tenacious, talented, smart and brave woman who was fostered by the Yan family at the age of four when she lost both her parents. Brought up to be the successor of a huge conglomerate, Yan Rusheng is an aloof, intelligent and arrogant man who is the most sought-after bachelor in the capital city. Despite growing up together, both of them seem to treat each other as an eyesore. She labels him as a jerk and womanizer while in his eyes, she is a shrew. Over time, they fall for each other, but they continue to conceal their feelings for each other. By a twist of fate, they are forced into a marriage. And unknown to everyone else and Yan Rusheng, she has harbored a deep secret for many years… Keywords: Childhood sweetheart, Womanizer, Aloof, Soulmates, Forced marriage, Orphan, Secretary Sugary Scene: Suddenly, Wen Xuxu stretched her hand to clutch his wrist and pulled him forcefully. Yan Rusheng was caught off guard and he lost his footing. He fell on the bed and then his breathing became sluggish. Young Master Yan was afraid that he might lose control of himself and do something to Wen Xuxu... the woman he loathed. So he hastily raised his head. But he had barely moved away when Wen Xuxu stretched out her hands and put them around his neck. "Don't leave." We have a Patreon which you can support us at: https://www.patreon.com/elitedotingmarriage We have advanced chapters to offer, as well as goals to increase our weekly release rate!

Wei yang · Urban
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1998 Chs

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Editor: Atlas Studios

He stepped on the accelerator and drove towards her, stopping his car precisely in front of the lady.

When he got down from the car, a gust of wind lifted the corner of his suit.

The middle-aged lady moved towards Ming Ansheng. "Are you here to collect the phone?"

"Yes, it's me." Ming Ansheng nodded his head and looked at the woman who was holding the phone in her hand. His heart sank—it was Su Yue's phone with a snowflake sticker on it.

The screen of her adorably decorated phone was cracked. Dried blood stains were all over it.

"There was only one phone number in her phone book, but the line was always engaged when I called. There were only three numbers in her call history, but only yours got through."

The middle-aged lady explained to Ming Ansheng. He stretched out his hand to receive the phone from her. "Thank you very much."

After thanking her, he didn't linger any longer and immediately turned around to go back into his car.