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Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Gu Huai'an, a young scion of the No. 01 Courtyard Manor, had become the chief commander at Dragon Aviation Command Center at a very young age. He was known for his cold demeanor and seldom smiled or laughed. Not only did he come from a distinguished family, but he was also the unattainable gem of Beidu No. 01 Courtyard Mansion. Suddenly one day, he heard someone calling him "little brother." When he followed the voice, a pretty girl with an indifferent face asked, "Excuse me, sir, do I know you?" Yet at the same time: 【Wow, little brother is so handsome.】 【There are mountains beyond mountains, buildings beyond buildings, but little brother is handsome and gentle.】 【Little brother, hug!】 Gu Huai'an: …… The little girl's mouth, deceptive as a ghost's. ********* Song Yunuan transmigrated into a period novel and became a minor villainess who was soon eliminated – a role too small to be smaller. On her first day in the book, she stood in the Song family courtyard, trying hard to recall why the entire Song family would be wiped out in the story. In the end, she failed to notice the collective petrified expressions of the Song family members. Later… Her father became the richest man, her brother a top lawyer, her younger brother a scientist, her younger aunt a singer, and even her grandmother became a landlady. She herself turned into everyone's beloved darling. Song Yunuan: What happened to the hellish start I was promised?

Joe Yishui · Urbain
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676 Chs

Chapter 129 Just Want to Tell You a Secret_1

All this information was too confusing, and Song Yunuan was bewildered.

Xia Guilan didn't have the time to ask what was happening; she hurried to the kang, where Grandma Xia, lying on it, struggled to turn her head.

Song Yunuan was taken aback, Grandma Xia's complexion was waxen, her eyes cloudy and unfocused, as if she were truly at death's door.

Seeing so many people standing in the room, Grandma Xia looked over at each one before her gaze settled on Song Yunuan, and she managed a feeble smile.

Old Mrs. Song was now sitting by the kang, and even took a pulse, breathing a sigh of relief; as long as the person was alive, that was enough.

She hoped that nothing would happen to actually scare Little Nuan.

In fact, she was quite reluctant to let Little Nuan come at all.

But she couldn't show it.