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Mr. CEO's wife is fierce and crazy

Xin Yue, a cheerful and bubbly girl, was struggling with many jobs in order to sustain herself. She was adopted into the Mu family and now she is suffering the injustices inflicted upon her by her adoptive aunt. Still, she has a positive outlook on her life and vows to leave her adoptive house and teach her vicious aunt a good lesson. In her struggling phase, she stumbles upon Lei Junshan, who is the eldest young master of the prestigious Lei family. Lei Junshan, a cold and unyielding CEO of Lei Corporation, was already engaged with Huang Ling, when Xin Yue appeared in their lives as their wedding planner. Lei Junshan felt puzzled as he failed to understand the way of dealing with a weird and fierce girl like Xin Yue. However, even though he does not really like her, the two most important people in his life thought differently. Lei Juncheng, the second young master of Lei family: Xin Yue is perfect for dealing with our cold-hearted brother. She will teach him what love is! Lei Junmo, the third young master of Lei family: I don't like Huang Ling. I want Sister Yue to be my sister-in-law. When the seeds of love finally sprouted between Lei Junshan and Xin Yue, a little bun popped out in middle. He put his little hands on his waist and shouted at Lei Junshan, "How dare you try to steal my sister? You need to fight me first!"

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A clue

Xin Yue's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but before she could respond, the little guy's voice piped up again, sounding more intrigued this time. "Wait, Jiejie! I'm seeing something. The poster itself might not have any clues, but there's something written underneath it."

Xin Yue's eyes widened with hope. "What do you mean, Haoran? What's written under the poster?"

The little one, now fully engrossed in his detective work, took out a small magnifying glass from his toy detective kit and leaned closer to the picture on his screen. He examined the image closely, his little brow furrowing in concentration. "There's a name," he said slowly, reading the tiny text. "It says 'Aurora Dance Studio.' That's the name written under the poster."