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Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!

The Crown Prince of the Capital brought a woman back home, hiding her from sight and pampering her to the skies. Rumor has it she's just a bumpkin from the countryside, pretty but utterly useless. Capital city buzzes: Just a vase rising through beauty alone. When the college entrance examination results are released, why is the name of the national top scorer that very 'vase'? At the gathering for the Association of Painters' new apprentices, why is she standing next to the Chairman? ... As various disguises are unveiled, everyone is silenced, wishing they could hide. Who the hell said she was just a vase? Stand up! A certain lady, bullied, covers her hands and cries in pain. Lord Chen comforts her: My lovely wife is so beautiful and moving, why would you bully her? People, with anger they dare not express, cover their faces. Please make it clear, who is the one being bullied!

Cloud and Ink Melody · Urban
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117 Chs

Chapter 44 A Bunch of Trash

Hotel.

Yun Yue leaned on the sofa and dialed a number.

Jiang Wenshan's aged eyes squinted, his spirits lively, "To think you've finally decided to call me, you must need my help with something."

It was the voice of an elderly man, deep and resonant, and magnetically attractive.

Old fox.

Yun Yue twirled her fingertips, speaking casually, "I do need a favor, nothing major, just a word from you."

"Tell me, what is it?"

The old man on the phone chuckled, rarely did she seek his aid, he was bound to agree.

"Ruan Yingtong has been having a tough time in the entertainment business; she recently lost the lead role in 'Molan Pavilion'. A word from you or showing some face on her behalf would suffice. Look out for her in the future, just make sure she doesn't get wronged."

Yun Yue sat with her legs crossed on the sofa, her demeanor casual yet arrogant, exuding an indifferent ruffian air.