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Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Wen Xuxu is a tenacious, talented, smart and brave woman who was fostered by the Yan family at the age of four when she lost both her parents. Brought up to be the successor of a huge conglomerate, Yan Rusheng is an aloof, intelligent and arrogant man who is the most sought-after bachelor in the capital city. Despite growing up together, both of them seem to treat each other as an eyesore. She labels him as a jerk and womanizer while in his eyes, she is a shrew. Over time, they fall for each other, but they continue to conceal their feelings for each other. By a twist of fate, they are forced into a marriage. And unknown to everyone else and Yan Rusheng, she has harbored a deep secret for many years… Keywords: Childhood sweetheart, Womanizer, Aloof, Soulmates, Forced marriage, Orphan, Secretary Sugary Scene: Suddenly, Wen Xuxu stretched her hand to clutch his wrist and pulled him forcefully. Yan Rusheng was caught off guard and he lost his footing. He fell on the bed and then his breathing became sluggish. Young Master Yan was afraid that he might lose control of himself and do something to Wen Xuxu... the woman he loathed. So he hastily raised his head. But he had barely moved away when Wen Xuxu stretched out her hands and put them around his neck. "Don't leave." We have a Patreon which you can support us at: https://www.patreon.com/elitedotingmarriage We have advanced chapters to offer, as well as goals to increase our weekly release rate!

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#ROMANCE
#FACESLAPPING

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Redakteur: Atlas Studios

"Alright, I'll pass it to Su Yue."

"Sure." Xuxu readily agreed without thinking. "Bye."

She ended the call and dialed Yan Rusheng's number. She followed the waiter up to the stairs to the second level and saw that the whole place was bustling with customers.

It was a lavish and extravagant restaurant. And as expected, all the customers were of wealthy or influential statuses.

The lighting was warm and dim with a rich brown carpet covering the floor. A traditional Jiangnan folk song played in the playground, completing the perfect ambiance.

When she got through Yan Rusheng's line, a familiar and soothing ballad entered her ears.

'It's a pity love isn't a few drops of tears, neither is it a few love letters….'

The caller ringback tone he had used had dumbfounded Xuxu for a while. She snapped out of her trance a brief moment later.