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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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1998 Chs

And Because of It, His Heart Broke.

Redakteur: Atlas Studios

The hospital gown hung loosely on her body; she was all skin and bones.

As he watched her, Yan Rusheng was overwhelmed with guilt… only guilt.

He thought, regardless if it's pretense or even a short-term illusion, he's still in the wrong. He didn't know what love was.

He still felt that he had let Fang Jiayin down.

"Jiayin."

Yan Rusheng stepped into the ward.

When she heard his voice, Fang Jiayin immediately covered her bandaged face with her hands. She frantically shook her head. "Don't come over, don't come over."

She turned her face away and pulled a blanket over to cover herself from head to toe.

"Ah Sheng, don't come over."

Fang Jiayin hid under the blanket, her voice quivering.