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Blossoming Flowers

COMPLETE ! She was born in the countryside where she lived her childhood together with her weak and sick brother. While she was healthy and capable of playing outside every day, he was confined to his bed, unable to make a move, listening to her tales of the world beyond the windows. One day her brother could no longer hold on to his frail life and he succumbed to a sudden virus. Unable to cope with the loss, Jiang Yingyue took over the life of her deceased brother. Starting life anew in the capital, Jiang Yingyue became Jiang Fengmian. A lonely prince charming who never got close to anyone yet somehow her life got entangled with the fate of Han Qingshan, the young master of the Han Corporation. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, grew up as the heir to the biggest corporation in the country and one of the biggest on an international scale. He was a sunshine boy, happy and always smiling. It was like a spring breeze flitting across the road as he came by, stealing the hearts of all women. His kindness knew no bounds, but only for her would he really care, only for her would he become a wife-protecting devil. - - - - - - - - All rights to the Cover Image belongs to me. The story was previously uploaded under the name My Life or Your Memory, but due to some issues with Amazon, it was taken down. The issues have been solved, and the story is back. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/tinalynge Website: https://tinalynge.com/ Discord: https://discord.gg/SrWNTb9 Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/TinalyngeWebNovels/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/tinalyngewebnovels/

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Female Companion

They walked through long corridors and hallways; everything was grand and had an atmosphere of overwhelming riches.

After walking for some time, they finally reached a door at the back of the mansion, leading into the atelier where an entire wall was a window, allowing for a lot of sunshine to enter the room.

Inside, Yan Meilin was seated on a small chair in front of a working table; her hands were adding pins into a piece of clothing, clearly getting ready to sew it.

When she heard the door open, she gently placed the fabric in her hands down on the table and turned around.

She smiled gently, and her eyes paused on the two hands that held each other, her smile deepening slightly.

"Welcome, welcome my dears!" she said as she stood up and went over, hugging Jiang Yingyue, completely ignoring her own son.