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The Mafia's Rose Married The CEO

This message is to let you know that we're coming for you. Yours truly, The Mafia's Rose — After her mother’s death, Feng Xuan was sent overseas to continue her studies and was under strict instructions to never come home. Feng Xuan had always known she was going to marry someone she did not love. That was why she was not surprised that when her father finally allowed her to come back, she was off to be married immediately. Upon marrying the handsome, somewhat brooding but caring, Qing Chen, a hotelier and the new mafia boss on the side, Feng Xuan started to realize that she might not be the woman whom she thought she was. There was only one condition that allowed Qing Chen to marry Feng Xuan: he is to keep her protected from the world, and from herself. **** This is a story about a woman who uncovers the long buried details about her life, the society, the world, and her mother’s untimely death. Along the way, she discovers who she really is; smart, ruthless, cunning, and powerful. **** WARNINGS: (If you comment anything about this, I will direct you to read these AGAIN) 1. This is a slow-paced story, because of this ROMANCE CAME LATE FOR THE LEADS. I'm saying this again, LATE. There's a huge reason behind this, if you will be patient you'd get there.  2. Male Lead is weak AT FIRST. As this story is slow-paced, character development took a while. 3. Female Lead will start to reawaken around Chapter 80 and ML will rise into his full potential shortly afterwards--once you start reading you'll know why it took this long. 4. This book is not just about the romance part, it is also has a lot of mystery and later on, action in it. English is not my first language. Please do not hesitate to comment corrections regarding spelling and grammar. Thank you! This is an original story. The picture on the cover is not mine. Credits to the real owner. Update schedule: One chapter a day.

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I Don't Know Anything Anymore

Qing Chen was seven years old and was awakened by the sound of his mother's voice from the hallway. That was how she always woke them up, by singing in the hallways. Their rooms lined the right side of the second floor of their old house.

His mother was not the best singer but they loved hearing her voice in the morning. It was nice that it was her face that they first saw everyday.

"Good morning, my sweet Chen," she said, peeking her head on his door. "Did you sleep well?"

"I'm good, mom. How was your sleep?" he asked.

"I slept great! Breakfast is ready."

Then she would disappear to go to Wuming's room. Qing Chen would go to his bathroom, wash his face and brush his teeth. Clad in his pajamas, he headed to the dining area where he found his father already smoking a pipe while reading the paper.

Wuming and Qing Lok were already there, playing with the new toys that they got the night before.