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One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

She became a surrogate mother in exchange for over a million yuan. As the esteemed CEO of the most powerful Empire in the capital, he holds absolute power, while she is just an adopted daughter to a family of lowly status. She agreed to bear him his offspring, simply because her adoptive father's business was failing. On the day of her delivery, the elder brother was born healthy, but the younger one was stillborn. Having fulfilled the contract, she disappeared from his sight along with the astronomical sum of money. Six years later, he is still that arrogant and high-profile CEO. When she accidentally gets embroiled with him again – like a canary trapped in his cage, he closes in on her. “Woman, do you think you can escape from my clutches?!" However, he does not expect a little kid to interfere; the boy pompously points his little finger at him and warns, “Mu Yazhe, you’d better leave her alone! She's mine – this baby's woman!” The man is alarmed, simply because the little kid's facial features are identical to his... Tags: Adorable Child, CEO, Sweet Romance, Scheming, Wealthy Aristocrats, Fluff, Two-faced, Child, Rich and Powerful, Treachery

Beauty Under the Moon · Urban
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4778 Chs

Are you mad?!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The middle-aged man shut his eyes and let out a frustrated sigh. Suddenly, he seemed to be struck by an idea. His eyelids flipped open abruptly, and his orbs stared at his son with much anticipation. "I have a bank account under your custody, haven't I?"

Song Yunxi could almost hear an eruption going off in his head even before his father finished his question.

His sister's face had gone ashen as well.

Their father was so hung up on the money inside that account that he did not notice the synchronized change on the siblings' face. He pondered for a while before remarking brashly, "I remember having more than twenty million inside that account!"

Like a drowning man who was clinging onto his last straw of hope, he surged forward to his son and demanded, "You are going to write a check first thing in the morning tomorrow!"

"Dad…"