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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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Young Master's Breakfast

As they reached the car, Han Qingshan placed Jiang Yingyue in the passenger seat, reached over her, and fastened the seat belt.

Jiang Yingyue was dazed and lazily like a cat. She was relaxing and leaning back against the seat, her eyelids heavy and closing slowly.

It did not take long before her breathing turned even, and she had fallen asleep. Seeing her like this, Han Qingshan smiled slightly as he drove slowly towards the condo.

When they arrived at the condo, she was even deeper asleep, and he could not bear to wake her up. So instead, he carried her like a princess to the elevator and up to their home.

He had some trouble opening the front door while he was carrying her, but after trying a few times it finally worked out, and he closed the door with a kick of his feet after entering.

Jiang Yingyue was nestling in his arms, her head was rubbing against his chest, and she was mumbling a few words from time to time.