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Transmigrated Hood Princess: Master Wu's Wife is not Weak

When sassy, street-smart Amber from Chicago's roughest neighborhood finds herself transmigrated into Song Yanyan's curvy form, she's in for a rude awakening. Trapped in the gilded cage of Wuhan's snobby elite society, Amber must quickly adapt her gangster wit and tough spirit to this new, foreign world. However, Amber is no wilting flower. With her brave hood mentality and sharp tongue, she turns Master Wu's mission upside down. As she unravels the dark secrets behind her new identity, Amber goes toe-to-toe with the arrogant young master, their flames of rivalry soon sparking an unexpected passion. In this world of decadence and deceit, Amber must fight to replace Song Yanyan's meek persona with her bold, unapologetic flair. From intense clashes to wild romantic entanglements, she'll deliver scorching face-slaps to any who dare underestimate the transmigrated hood princess. Brimming with drama, action, laughter, and jaw-dropping revelations, one thing is certain - Master Wu's wife is no shrinking violet. Can this fish-out-of-water hood princess rise as the elite world's feistiest new queen?

FlameWitch · Fantasie
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144 Chs

Chapter 68

Wu Haoyu's POV:

Just before vanishing entirely into the shadows of the garage bay, I paused and cast one last look over my shoulder towards the tableau I was leaving behind. Liu Bin remained rooted in the spot where he'd been watching our entire confrontation unfold, an unreadable look smoldering in those raffish depths as he pointedly avoided meeting my piercing stare.

Typical of the fucker to suddenly play demure and above the fray once push came to explosive shove. Liu Bin always preferred to lurk on the outskirts, casually deriding and casting aspersions until someone else's fiery temper finally snapped and showered him with reflected glory.

As for Yanyan, she'd recovered some of her earlier bravado by the time my smoldering gaze settled over her lithe form again. The raven-haired vixen stood with one hip cocked in a provocative angle, arms folded and emerald eyes already glimmering with that signature feline challenge that made my blood burn hotter.