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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 168

"Damn it!" he moved his body and let out a low growl. If things kept going like this, he really would become a consumptive. Would Qianxue still want him in this state?

He bent his knees, exerted force with his waist, and took a breath. But to no avail, he couldn't prop up his upper body.

"Damn it!" he cursed again.

He wanted to see his little woman, to know that she was safe and unharmed, to find out if she had hurt herself anywhere. When he had carried her into the hospital two days ago, she had passed out, probably from hitting her head.

But why was this simple act of getting up so hard for him?

He lay defeated on the bed, gasping for air.

Just then, a nurse's voice suddenly came from outside the door, seemingly talking to someone outside: "Miss, are you here to see Young Master Leng? Young Master Leng is awake now and it's a good time to visit."

"Uh... I'm sorry, I was just passing by," replied the tender voice.