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Transmigration: Master Jiang's Hot Spy Wife

She was the government's deadliest secret weapon - a spy who lived by her wits and lethal skills. But when her little brother was kidnapped, even Bai Yunshu's training couldn't stop the shocking betrayal that cost her everything...including her life. Reborn into the body of bullied debutante Feng Ruoxi, Yunshu finds herself greeted by a cruel father, a venomous stepmother, and the last thing she ever expected - an elite fiancé from one of the nation's most powerful families! Jiang Yukang, her so-called husband-to-be, is as arrogant as he is gorgeous. But little does this prime catch realize his delicate doe-eyed bride is actually a fiery former spy with lethal skills and a whole new lease on life. What begins as a risky masquerade will soon become an unstoppable whirlwind of sizzling seduction, unraveling mysteries, and dark secrets best left untouched. Can Yunshu claim her rightful status as Master Jiang's hot spy wife while surviving the treacherous world of Kyoto's privileged elite? With her pulse-pounding survival skills and Jiang Yukang's mesmerizing talents in the bedchambers, this transmigrated soul is taking names and leaving a scorching trail of desire in her wake! No enemy can stop this reincarnated vixen from becoming the supreme don't-mess-with-me empress!

FlameWitch · Fantasie
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157 Chs

Doting Brother

The Xia family villa stood like a sprawling monument to opulence and excess, its immaculately manicured grounds and ornate architectural flourishes a testament to the vast wealth and influence wielded by its occupants. It was within the sumptuous confines of this palatial estate that Xia Zhenguo found himself upon his return from his ill-fated confrontation with Jiang Yukang, his expression twisted into a scowl of barely contained fury.

As he stalked through the cavernous marble foyer, his polished leather shoes clacking against the polished tiles with each purposeful stride, the sound of tinkling laughter drifted through the air, momentarily snapping him from his brooding reverie. Frowning, he altered his course, following the lilting peals of mirth until he found himself standing in the doorway of the grandiose living room.