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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

Let me wear this for you.

Editor: Atlas Studios

Putting aside his tyranny and overbearing behavior, there did not seem to be other shortcomings.

Despite his tyranny, there were times that he could be so adorable as well.

A sense of belonging well up from within her!

He turned around and glanced at her.

Feeling guilty, she quickly composed herself and struggled to get up to put on the robe herself. "I'll do it myself! I'll wear it; you don't need—"

Scoffing, he slapped her hand away.

She winced and glared at him petulantly as she rubbed the back of her palm, which had been slapped painfully pinkish by him.

This man sure had a strong wrist power.

A light slap was enough to make her hand red.

"Let me do it myself!"

She reached out to grab the robe defiantly, only to have him slapped her hand away one more time.

"I'm wearing this for you."

It was an order this time.