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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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3483 Chs

Your dad wants to divorce me

Father Xiao was happy to hear that. that's good, that's good. I'll book a private room now. I was worried that my in-laws wouldn't have time if I mentioned it so suddenly.

dad, order a bigger one. Father-in-law's family is very friendly. There might be a lot of people going.

Papa Xiao chuckled. Alright, alright. I got it. I'll order the biggest one. Don't worry.

"Oh, that's right, dad. Grandpa ye really likes your handwriting," Xiao Qian suddenly remembered something.

"This is nothing. I'll go and write one in a while."

the father and son were in a good mood when they set the time to meet.

Father Xiao was a very rational person. Since he had decided to divorce mother Xiao, he would not have any other negative emotions.

In his heart, this divorce might be a way to save their marriage and family.

After speaking to father Xiao, Xiao Qian went to the kitchen to cook.

worried that ye chunfeng might be hungry, xiao qian decided to hurry up.