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Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie's Dearest Beloved Wife

Yun Bixue is in dire straits— Her fiancé has abandoned her for the country’s top socialite. Worst of all, her family has been declared bankrupt, and the media has forced her into desperation. In her desolation, she seeks help from the powerful Young Master Xie, and gains strength through her marriage with him during her lowest period. From that day onwards, she eggs herself to grow stronger to become the best wife for her husband. This novel is a sweet, sugary book. There are no heart-wrenching scenes or misunderstandings. Sugary Scene Yun Bixue: "Limo, aren't you going to ask who I met today?" Xie Limo: "It doesn’t matter who you met. What matters is that you’re here by my side now." Yun Bixue "Limo, let's make a pinky promise. In the future, I will trust you, and you will trust me too. We will not allow external factors to affect our home, and we’ll be just like the saying 'if you do not abandon me, I will always be at your side until the end of my life'.” Xie Limo met Yun Bixue's determined gaze and without thinking, he reached out his finger and sealed the promise before intertwining their fingers together.

Phoenix's Sweet · Ciudad
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Affecting his emotions

Nan jiateng looked at the bright light in Cha Qing Luo's eyes and sighed.

She knew that this girl wanted to see her master.

However, she also listened to him. She would listen to whatever he said.

Nan jiateng's heart softened. He reached out and gently touched Cha Qingluo's hair.

When Cha Qing Luo looked up, she met Nan jiateng's gentle eyes and smiled sweetly at him.

After the meal, Cha Qing Luo reacted.

Why did she always feel like she was a kitten when Nan jiateng touched her hair?

But no matter what, she knew that Nan Jateng doted on her.

After lunch, Cha Qing Luo began to pack up.

She began to rummage through her closet for clothes.

After Nan jiateng packed his things, he went back to the bedroom to look for Cha Qingluo. He found that Cha Qingluo was trying on clothes one by one and looking at herself in the mirror.

Nan jiateng felt a headache coming on."You need to dress up to see your master?"