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How I Fell for My Hidden Marriage Hubby

She conspires and provokes the most powerful young master in Beijing! They sign a contract and with his every call, she has to go anywhere and do anything his bidding. When their contract ends, she smirks and said, “I’ll take the money and you can leave. We don’t owe each other anything.” He is Young Master Ya who rules Beijing. He controls the business empire during the day, and he is the strongest king at night. He is cold and women are merely playthings to him. With his power, the women he has eyes on have never been willing to leave him, yet she is an exception. She loves money, like all the previous women, but she is never shy of showing her greed. And he never realizes that he will ever grow a heart for such a promiscuous and cheap woman… He points a gun straight at her heart. “Die with me, or accept my love—which one do you choose?” She pouts and turns around, before she pushes an adorable child into his arms. “Here, there’s your answer.”

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she might as well die from the pain

Liancheng Yazhi waved at Rong Yan!

Rong Yan pouted and stretched out her arms. Her meaning was obvious. Come over and hug me. If you don't, I won't go over.

the maid was still there, and liancheng yazhi didn't want outsiders to see him serving a woman, so he said to rong yan, " come over yourself. Your leg is fine.

Rong Yan snorted softly. Her entire body was weak and soft. Besides, who said that Huahua's leg was fine?

Rong Yan's eyes darted around and she had an idea.

her feet slowly drooped to the ground, and then she sat up on the bed. with her feet on the ground, she stood up straight and exerted a little force!

The pain in her right foot immediately came and Rong Yan sucked in a cold breath. "Hiss, hiss, hiss, it hurts!"

As he said that, his knees went soft and he sat on the ground.

Liancheng Yazhi jumped up from the sofa almost at the moment Rong Yan cried out in pain. He rushed to Rong Yan and held her in his arms, asking, " "What's wrong?"