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Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Gu Huai'an, a young scion of the No. 01 Courtyard Manor, had become the chief commander at Dragon Aviation Command Center at a very young age. He was known for his cold demeanor and seldom smiled or laughed. Not only did he come from a distinguished family, but he was also the unattainable gem of Beidu No. 01 Courtyard Mansion. Suddenly one day, he heard someone calling him "little brother." When he followed the voice, a pretty girl with an indifferent face asked, "Excuse me, sir, do I know you?" Yet at the same time: 【Wow, little brother is so handsome.】 【There are mountains beyond mountains, buildings beyond buildings, but little brother is handsome and gentle.】 【Little brother, hug!】 Gu Huai'an: …… The little girl's mouth, deceptive as a ghost's. ********* Song Yunuan transmigrated into a period novel and became a minor villainess who was soon eliminated – a role too small to be smaller. On her first day in the book, she stood in the Song family courtyard, trying hard to recall why the entire Song family would be wiped out in the story. In the end, she failed to notice the collective petrified expressions of the Song family members. Later… Her father became the richest man, her brother a top lawyer, her younger brother a scientist, her younger aunt a singer, and even her grandmother became a landlady. She herself turned into everyone's beloved darling. Song Yunuan: What happened to the hellish start I was promised?

Joe Yishui · Urban
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676 Chs

Chapter 263: Can't Stay Serious for More Than Three Seconds_1

Xia Xindong urged Song Yunuan to go back early to rest, and he had reached the limit of his endurance.

That damn thing wanted to come out, it wanted to see what exactly was going on with Little Nuan.

Their interaction had been so crazy and intense for the first time, and he had discovered that his self-control seemed to have improved over these past few days.

But he had reached his limit.

If he didn't go back, retreat into the darkness, he'd turn into a clown.

After all, Little Nuan's predictions hadn't included any information about him going mad.

So there was only one possibility, he had devoured them, because the desire for revenge made him the most suitable candidate.

Xia Xindong still maintained his usual pace, even as he left the lit area outside the commune's entrance, he didn't want to give away any hint of disturbance.