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Mr. Ye's Wife is Sassy and Flirtatious

Rong Qi, who had been labeled a fool, was married off to a crippled man with a predicted short lifespan, becoming the subject of ridicule in the entire city. However, after her marriage, Rong Qi began to assert herself and retaliate against her detractors. Her parents said, "A fool like you has no place at this important party." Undeterred, Rong Qi arrived at the event dressed impeccably. "Who's the fool now? Did you know I'm the world's top designer?" Her stepmother sneered, "You can't possibly get admitted to the number one college in Leucia, you silly girl." But Rong Qi insisted on entering with a book in hand. "I'm not here to study. I'm a specially appointed lecturer." Ladies from all walks of life stopped her from entering the operating room. "Stop pretending. You're wicked. Stay away from Mr. Ye!" "Shut up, or I'll shut you up with a single jab!" Rong Qi yelled with a cold expression on her face. The fool had risen. The people of the city clamored, "Mr. Ye, please keep an eye on your wife!" "I apologize for spoiling her so much..." Mr. Ye replied.

Midnight · Urban
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640 Chs

Rong Qi Was Awake

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Lu Chengzhou walked over to check Rong Qi's injuries. He furrowed his brows and said, "Shen, Rong Qi… she needs to rest now."

Lu Chengzhou's words were as good as saying nothing at all.

Ye Nanshen, his eyes a deep crimson, remained silent. In a swift movement, he swept Rong Qi off her feet and carried her to the car. 

Gu Ziye hurried to the driver's seat and started the car. In the backseat, Ye Nanshen held the unconscious Rong Qi in his arms. His eyes narrowed as he looked at her furrowed brow. A chill flickered across his cold, steely face. "Rong Rong, wake up," he urged softly.

Ye Nanshen's finger lightly poked Rong Qi's cheek as he called her name, his tone laced with worry.

Gu Ziye floored the accelerator, making a beeline for Clearcreek Mansion. 

"Rong Rong, wake up. I've avenged you; don't scare me." Ye Nanshen's patience was wearing thin. He reached out to tilt Rong Qi's jaw upward, leaning in to give her a kiss.