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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!

Wei yang · Urban
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1998 Chs

Let’s Slow Down, Shall We?!

Redakteur: Atlas Studios

She extended a hand to support Zhao Zheng. She then pulled him inside before shutting the door.

"Who… who are you to care?" Zhao Zheng carelessly shoved her away. He looked irritated. He tottered unsteadily to the sofa and collapsed on it.

The woman walked to him and sighed as she watched him. "If you were not my husband, why should I even care?"

She helplessly shook her head and began to remove his socks and shoes before removing his jacket.

Zhao Zheng's phone slipped out from his pockets and she picked it up. The screen lit up.

There was an unread text informing him of the amount he had just spent using his credit card.

The woman's eyes went huge when she saw the amount. Her pitch turned sharp and shrill. "Zhao Zheng, what did you do? You spent 120,000 yuan!?"

She bent her back and grabbed Zhao Zheng's shirt and interrogated him.