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Queen Of Hearts Is The CEO's, Mysterious Love.

When Mei-Xing wakes up in a hospital, she believes she has miraculously survived the attack that claimed her life. However, her relief turns to horror when she discovers she’s in the body of her estranged relative, Li Na—a woman she’s never met. Now trapped in a life that’s not her own, Mei-Xing must navigate the chaos of Li Na’s existence. Li Na’s life is a tangled mess. Nobody likes her and she has no family or reputation. Moreover, all around have kept some secrets realted to her. The powerful CEO Lu Jianjun, wants to keep her within his manor's walls has a contract: He would give her the title of Mrs. Lu and she would not set out. As Mei-Xing tries to piece together the mystery of her own murder, she’s forced to confront the challenges and responsibilities of Li Na’s troubled relationships. Torn between uncovering the truth about who killed her and managing the fallout of Li Na's broken life, Mei-Xing must decide whether she can make amends for her mistakes or if the path to her own answers will destroy the fragile world she now inhabits. As the clock ticks, her new identity might be the only way to save both their futures—or doom them both.

Surviving_17 · Urban
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Left A Mark On Both Of Us

One final glance at the cliffside, and Li Na turned back toward the mansion. Her heart raced, a mixture of fear and determination pushing her forward as she navigated the path back.

As she approached the gates, Wang Dawei's silhouette came into view. He was pacing slightly, his figure tense, the energy radiating off him like a beacon. The moment he saw her, he rushed toward her, eyes filled with both concern and curiosity.

"Li Na, where did you go?" His voice brimmed with concern, but his eyes couldn't hide the familiar eagerness, always on the lookout.

Li Na paused, weighing her next words. She wasn't entirely sure how much she could trust him yet.

"I went for a stroll," she finally replied, keeping her voice calm despite the tension coursing through her. Her forehead was damp with sweat, a combination of physical effort and the weight of her thoughts, but she kept her expression neutral, not giving away anything.