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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.

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Chapter 381 steady as a mountain

Cha Qing Luo ran back to the dormitory and sat on the bed, her heart still beating.

She covered her heart with her hand, which was still beating like a drum.

She felt that she was getting bolder and bolder in front of Nan Jateng.

Of course, she had to admit that she was getting more and more shameless.

Cha Qing Luo lay down on the bed happily, rolled around with the quilt, and laughed.

She clenched her fists tightly and made a cheering gesture.

She realized that she had to be thick-skinned enough when it came to Nan jiateng.

He had even agreed to be her boyfriend.

In fact, she didn't know why she suddenly said that.

But now, as she thought about it, she felt like she should give herself a round of applause.

They clapped for her courage.

Cha Qing Luo lay on the bed, constantly recalling the scene with Nan jiateng and the words they had said.

As she thought about it, the corners of her mouth continued to rise.

She was excited.