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How I Fell for My Hidden Marriage Hubby

She conspires and provokes the most powerful young master in Beijing! They sign a contract and with his every call, she has to go anywhere and do anything his bidding. When their contract ends, she smirks and said, “I’ll take the money and you can leave. We don’t owe each other anything.” He is Young Master Ya who rules Beijing. He controls the business empire during the day, and he is the strongest king at night. He is cold and women are merely playthings to him. With his power, the women he has eyes on have never been willing to leave him, yet she is an exception. She loves money, like all the previous women, but she is never shy of showing her greed. And he never realizes that he will ever grow a heart for such a promiscuous and cheap woman… He points a gun straight at her heart. “Die with me, or accept my love—which one do you choose?” She pouts and turns around, before she pushes an adorable child into his arms. “Here, there’s your answer.”

Early October · Urban
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Chapter 283 no time

Secretary Zhou's meaning was clear. She was the one who had called Rong Jia.

Liancheng Yazhi took a look at the recent photos of song Rouran on the investigation report. The song family had completely fallen. Not only had the company declared bankruptcy, but the debt was also high. Even the villa that the song family lived in had been seized.

Right now, the song family was living in the most ordinary residential area. The branded clothes on song Rouran's body had disappeared, and in their place were cheap street goods. Her expression was no longer as noble as before, and it had turned into a tired expression.

Every day, she rushed to and from work in a crowded subway station, and every day, her phone would explode from debt collectors. This situation was completely different from before.

however, this situation was many times better than those who were forced to commit suicide after bankruptcy. at least they lived in a low-class residential area and not a poor slum.