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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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Take care of her body

It was because of this that she thought that Rong Jin's feelings for her had changed when he stopped. She thought that he was unwilling.

That was why she was unhappy and didn't want to talk to him.

Shui Qianqian wasn't an unreasonable person. It was just that Rong Jin's indifference and coldness in the past had hurt her a lot, so she had let her thoughts run wild.

After calming herself down a little, Shui Qianqian realized that Rong Jin had been pampering her too much recently, and she was starting to throw tantrums.

Rong Jin's lips, which were like pear petals, opened slightly and he whispered into Shui Qianqian's ear,""Do you know how much self-control I need to endure and restrain myself?"

"Weren't you also like Liu Xiahui in the past? you were like a painting that didn't belong to the mortal world. "