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The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Hide Multiple Identities

Nan Yu was brought by the Nan Family back from the countryside to pretend as the fake heiress, being forced to marry the paralyzed and tyrannical young master of Huo Family on behalf of the real heiress. Before the marriage, she was just a fake heiress who had been abused since childhood, despised by everyone, and had nowhere to call home. After the marriage, she became the heiress who was coveted by many, lavished with love, and had countless brilliant hidden identities. Such a perfect person, the only pity was having a disabled husband. Everyone advised her to kick him out and find someone better. But a few days later, they saw the man who had been in a wheelchair stand up and become the rich and powerful ruler of the Huo Family. He then pinned Nan Yu in a corner, held her by the waist, and with a hint of red in his eyes, and said, "Sweetie, I heard that you want to divorce me?" Remembering his wildness in bed, Nan Yu shook her head violently, "No! Those are all rumors. You are the only one I want to spend my life with!"

Bai Liushi · Urban
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192 Chs

Chapter 102: You, the Brother, Are Truly Disgusting

"Is he coming back?"

Nan Yu took note of the violet in her heart and then looked towards Nanny Wang.

Nanny Wang nodded, "The old lady has just called, saying that the young master will be back later, Young Madam, you go and rest first, I will call you when the young master returns."

Nan Yu nodded lightly and went upstairs.

Upon entering the room, she noticed an added shade of purple on the bedside table in her otherwise minimalist-styled room.

The air was filled with the sweet and slightly beguiling scent of violets.

Nan Yu couldn't help but take another sniff and murmured softly, "The blanket I'm going to give him, might as well embroider it with violets."

She placed the invitation into the drawer of the bedside table, then picked up her laptop and entered the bathroom.

She lay in the bathtub, the laptop resting on the wooden rack over the tub, her hands continuously typing on the keyboard.