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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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Loving You With My Life

Editor: Atlas Studios

During the time that Gu Xingze had left her, she had been so consumed by guilt and pain that she had momentarily neglected Mu Yazhe's feelings.

At that time, she was in a confused state. She was so fully indulged in the pain she felt that she was constantly focused on it. Little did she realize that he was also carefully protecting her.

Every time she woke up from a nightmare, he would be by her bedside, busy comforting her emotions, wiping away her cold sweat, and coaxing her to sleep.

When her emotions were at their lowest, he held the bowl, repeatedly persuading her and coaxing her to eat.

She couldn't see how nervous he was.

But in her semi-consciousness sometimes, she would always feel that he was by her bedside, holding her hand gently, never letting go.

She had no awareness of his sufferings, much less his pain.

He was not good with words, nor was he good at expressing.