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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 71

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"Miss, do you mean to say that you're not an orphan?" "Then your parents…" "You don't agree with what Old Madam Leng said?" Reporters who didn't understand sign language speculated amongst themselves.

Leng Chenxuan, however, understood her meaning. He crossed his arms and decided not to help her because she had actually told the reporters she didn't want to marry him! How that wounded his pride—this was the first time a woman had rejected him like this, and he hadn't even proposed yet. A surge of anger filled his chest, churning uncontrollably.

"…" Qianxue stood amid the crowd, feeling like a desperate traveler in a desert. She was surrounded by a tempest of sand, oppressive and suffocating, and the only man who could have helped her was standing to the side, arms crossed, enjoying the spectacle!

"…" She heard her own tears falling, saw Old Madam Leng's mean-spirited eyes flicker, replaced by disdainful disgust. Her heart ached even more.