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Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie's Dearest Beloved Wife

Yun Bixue is in dire straits— Her fiancé has abandoned her for the country’s top socialite. Worst of all, her family has been declared bankrupt, and the media has forced her into desperation. In her desolation, she seeks help from the powerful Young Master Xie, and gains strength through her marriage with him during her lowest period. From that day onwards, she eggs herself to grow stronger to become the best wife for her husband. This novel is a sweet, sugary book. There are no heart-wrenching scenes or misunderstandings. Sugary Scene Yun Bixue: "Limo, aren't you going to ask who I met today?" Xie Limo: "It doesn’t matter who you met. What matters is that you’re here by my side now." Yun Bixue "Limo, let's make a pinky promise. In the future, I will trust you, and you will trust me too. We will not allow external factors to affect our home, and we’ll be just like the saying 'if you do not abandon me, I will always be at your side until the end of my life'.” Xie Limo met Yun Bixue's determined gaze and without thinking, he reached out his finger and sealed the promise before intertwining their fingers together.

Phoenix's Sweet · Urban
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7635 Chs

A Familiar Cell Phone Number

Editor: Atlas Studios

An Yexuan leaned against the wall and watched Yun Bixue and Xie Limo like a hawk. Seeing how sweet the two of them were, his heart ached dully and uncomfortably.

After seeing the two of them kiss, he was simply shocked. Although he utterly refused to admit it, the truth simply stunned him. The sharp look on his face also instantly vanished.

It was only after Xie Limo and Yun Bixue disappeared from his sight that An Yexuan finally unclenched his tight fists. He punched the wall harshly, and the impact left some bloodstains on the wall.

His subordinate saw how Young Master An was torturing himself and couldn't understand why. He hurriedly rushed forward and offered An Yexuan a handkerchief, not even daring to make too much noise. He asked cautiously, "Young Master An, you should clean the wound on your hand. Let's go home and take care of it."

That beautiful pair of hands had been injured, and even his subordinate couldn't bear to look at it.