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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 woman who is true to her feelings

The corners of Cha Qing Luo's mouth moved. When she wanted to laugh, the tears in her eyes could not help but flow out.

She felt that her heart wasn't strong enough to take it!

She already couldn't take it when Nan jiateng was shot.

She felt really nervous and scared, but she wasn't a delicate person. She couldn't cry, but her nose was sore, and she couldn't control her eyes.

In the past few hours, she felt that time had passed very, very slowly. In the past, when she stayed up late, she felt that time had passed so quickly. Why did time pass so slowly now?

It was so slow that she was counting her heartbeats one by one. She muttered Nan jiateng's name silently. She didn't know how many times she had counted and repeated it.

Cha Qing Luo didn't move. She just sat on the chair, bent down, and buried her head in her hands.