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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 187 Can you cover the sky with one hand?_1

Xia Bowen felt disappointed.

The son he valued the most shouldn't have tested him like this.

But after all, Shangguan was his mother.

If she really were to turn herself in, his own reputation would be swept away.

Furthermore, the aftermath might become uncontrollable.

Xia Bowen heaved a sigh and suddenly countered, "Can you cover the sky with one hand?"

Xia Ming hastily waved his hands, "I dare not think about it, nor dare I say it."

Father and son gazed at each other for a long time.

Meanwhile, in Shangguan Yunqi's bedroom, Xia Liying was pouting, firmly disagreeing with her mother turning herself in—how embarrassing that would be for her.

"All of you are too cowardly, what's there to fear, are there any evidences? Big Uncle definitely won't come to testify, and the only one who can is that bastard himself.

Can his testimony count for anything?

What about that little bitch Song Yunuan, is whatever she says taken as truth?