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Caged by the Billionaire

“Squeal———” The screeching of emergency brakes tore through the entire night sky. Her body, like a broken bag, was flung onto the windshield, and then, rolled down to the ground viciously. That light purple evening gown was soon soaked red with the blood gushing down her legs. In the pool of blood, she lay silently on the ground, with only the images of his entanglement with that woman at the wedding lingering in her mind… Four years of entanglement, a single contract. He was President Leng, the finance mogul who could summon the wind and call the rain, icily imposing, his authority unchallenged. On a rainy night after breaking up with his beloved girlfriend, he found her, a helpless and orphaned girl, at the head of the bridge. He didn't love her, yet he made her his woman, a woman to bear his children. He had always just been used to her presence, until that night, when he saw her lying in a pool of blood with his child… She was the mute orphan who had relied solely on Ah Mo since childhood, born into hardship, calm and resilient. At the age of eighteen, to escape a fate of being sold by her uncle, she fled the small fishing village and met the cold and lofty him in the strange city. He paid for Ah Mo’s medical expenses, for her university education, they were entwined night and day, but all for the sake of a heir. That night, a car accident, a miscarriage, a broken heart, all she could do was leave in sorrow… [Note] The story is slightly tragic throughout but has a fulfilling conclusion. Finished work by Anxiang http://read.xxsy.net/info/162141.html Zuifei Crime http://read.xxsy.net/info/212178.html “Torture the Concubine”

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159 Chs

Chapter 46

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Grandma's hair had turned completely gray, with deep, deep wrinkles etched into her forehead. Her kind face had lost all color, as transparent as paper.

And those grayish white graceful eyebrows, due to the torment of illness, were knitted even tighter.

Her heart began to ache faintly. Her grandma, even in dreams, was in pain. Her grandma, who had led such a hard life. Holding grandma's hand, which was skinny to the point of being just skin and bones, her nose felt sour and tingly.

"..." Suddenly, a yellowed two-inch photo fell from grandma's hand, softly drifting to the edge of the bed, silent. When she picked it up, she realized it was a black and white photo of her mother, Yin Yuxin, and herself at around three years old.

As a child, she was held in her mother's arms, smiling with pure innocence. And her mother, who looked to be in her twenties, with eyebrows like smoke, kind and captivating eyes, and big wavy curls, was charming and alluring.