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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

One Shot, Three Children

Editor: Atlas Studios

Yan Rusheng expression immediately darkened. Did he dare to show concern for his wife right in front of him? He shouldn't have let him off so easily by just spending one year worth of his salary!

"It's fine. We have over ten servants at home. I can get a chauffeur whenever I want." He then continued, "I can even get my chauffeur to send you home when you get drunk later."

Xuxu was speechless.

'Could this fellow stop bragging so openly?'

Just as Yan Rusheng had expected, Zhao Zheng's face turned red then blue.

Just then, the room suddenly opened. Lu Yinan had arrived, he was clad in his casual attire—a black T-shirt and faint gray track pants.

He had gotten it bad from his family yesterday that two swollen marks under his sleeves were clear as day.

He entered and smiled with a nod. "Sorry I'm late, everyone."

"Young Master Lu is here," Ming Ansheng announced with a smile, but his smile had a hidden meaning behind it.