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Blossoming Flowers

COMPLETE ! She was born in the countryside where she lived her childhood together with her weak and sick brother. While she was healthy and capable of playing outside every day, he was confined to his bed, unable to make a move, listening to her tales of the world beyond the windows. One day her brother could no longer hold on to his frail life and he succumbed to a sudden virus. Unable to cope with the loss, Jiang Yingyue took over the life of her deceased brother. Starting life anew in the capital, Jiang Yingyue became Jiang Fengmian. A lonely prince charming who never got close to anyone yet somehow her life got entangled with the fate of Han Qingshan, the young master of the Han Corporation. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, grew up as the heir to the biggest corporation in the country and one of the biggest on an international scale. He was a sunshine boy, happy and always smiling. It was like a spring breeze flitting across the road as he came by, stealing the hearts of all women. His kindness knew no bounds, but only for her would he really care, only for her would he become a wife-protecting devil. - - - - - - - - All rights to the Cover Image belongs to me. The story was previously uploaded under the name My Life or Your Memory, but due to some issues with Amazon, it was taken down. The issues have been solved, and the story is back. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/tinalynge Website: https://tinalynge.com/ Discord: https://discord.gg/SrWNTb9 Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/TinalyngeWebNovels/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/tinalyngewebnovels/

Tinalynge · Urban
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268 Chs

Different Worlds

Jiang Yingyue was frowning and feeling apprehensive and also regretful. These thugs were clearly not commissioned by anyone to deal with Han Qingshan. They had just seen his high-quality clothes and that he was alone with Jiang Yingyue.

Seeing that they had ended up in such a dangerous situation because of her selfish request of having them going to the cinema, Jiang Yingyue felt guilty and uncomfortable.

"Don't worry," Han Qingshan could sense her unease and stood in front of her, blocking the eyes of the many thugs, so that they could no longer see her.

Jiang Yingyue's frown deepened when she saw this. She was willing to fight together with Han Qingshan; she did not need him to protect her.

But before she had the time to do anything, a large group of black-suited bodyguards appeared. They emerged from all over the street. There were twenty of them, and all of them were wearing solemn expressions on their faces.