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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.

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Chapter 1423-catching an arrow with bare hands

When this person spoke, everyone suddenly realized that it was the embroidery workshop who had instructed this person to frame the Xinran pastry shop.

The surrounding commoners were furious. They felt like they were being used.

Everyone began to criticize this person.

At this moment, the person in the crowd who was encouraging the people wanted to escape.

However, at this instant, Anlan Xintong tapped the ground with the tip of her foot and jumped into the air. The silver needle in her hand shot out.

The man who was trying to escape fell to the ground with a scream.

Then, Anlan Xintong instantly appeared in front of this person and looked down at him."Speak! Who ordered you to do this? tell me who the mastermind is!"

When Anlan Xintong spoke, she held a silver needle in her hand. Her entire body exuded a cold aura, as if she was going to insert the needle without saying anything.