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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 48

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Seeing this scene, her heart suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable. She withdrew her gaze and gave a faint smile to the gentleman, Sir A, and continued to stuff food into her mouth.

"Jack, so you're here. The dance has begun, let's dance." Just as Sir A was feeling awkward, a petite woman with smoky makeup approached them.

She first glanced coldly at Qianxue, then took Sir A by the arm and dragged him into the crowd of dancers. "Jack, hurry up, I've been looking for you for so long."

Sir A reluctantly glanced at the beauty in the corner and began to dance languidly with the woman, embracing her waist as Qianxue let out a heavy sigh in her heart.

She held her plate and saw Tang Beixiang fawning over an elderly lady with silver-white hair, like a sycophantic dog. From time to time, he made eye contact with her in secret.