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Caged by the Billionaire

“Squeal———” The screeching of emergency brakes tore through the entire night sky. Her body, like a broken bag, was flung onto the windshield, and then, rolled down to the ground viciously. That light purple evening gown was soon soaked red with the blood gushing down her legs. In the pool of blood, she lay silently on the ground, with only the images of his entanglement with that woman at the wedding lingering in her mind… Four years of entanglement, a single contract. He was President Leng, the finance mogul who could summon the wind and call the rain, icily imposing, his authority unchallenged. On a rainy night after breaking up with his beloved girlfriend, he found her, a helpless and orphaned girl, at the head of the bridge. He didn't love her, yet he made her his woman, a woman to bear his children. He had always just been used to her presence, until that night, when he saw her lying in a pool of blood with his child… She was the mute orphan who had relied solely on Ah Mo since childhood, born into hardship, calm and resilient. At the age of eighteen, to escape a fate of being sold by her uncle, she fled the small fishing village and met the cold and lofty him in the strange city. He paid for Ah Mo’s medical expenses, for her university education, they were entwined night and day, but all for the sake of a heir. That night, a car accident, a miscarriage, a broken heart, all she could do was leave in sorrow… [Note] The story is slightly tragic throughout but has a fulfilling conclusion. Finished work by Anxiang http://read.xxsy.net/info/162141.html Zuifei Crime http://read.xxsy.net/info/212178.html “Torture the Concubine”

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Chapter 159

"Place a couple of tall and vigorous potted palm bamboo in the corner of the wall; set a pot of delicate and graceful umbrella papyrus on the bookshelf; arrange several pots of verdant and elegant ivy along the wall; hang a few pots of trailing spider plants in the air... This way, not only is space saved, but the natural charm of the plants is maintained, and it brings many surprises to the living space..."

This was yet another week after Qianxue's foot injury had recovered, and as always, she went to work at the flower shop. Her body, having rested for over half a month, was finally full of vitality. At the moment, she was introducing indoor pot plants to customers.

Meanwhile, the reservation phone at the flower shop kept ringing incessantly.

"Hello, Yati Flower Shop. You need two pots of devil's ivy and two pots of okra? The address is the 23rd floor of Leng's Planning Department, okay, we'll deliver them right away. It has to be Yin Qianxue who delivers them?"