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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 345 Your Nephew is a Monster

By the time Zhong Shaoqing returned to the venue, Song Yunuan was waiting for them.

She had gone to the financial center of the trade fair, completed all the procedures, and cashed out one million.

Five hundred thousand was deposited into Xia Xindong's bankbook, and the other five hundred thousand was transferred into Beidu Import and Export Trading Company.

Song Yunuan looked at the company's big red seal. Haha, now that the company had both money and goods, who would dare to call it a shell company anymore?

Zhong Shaoqing wasn't interested in that batch of goods, but Song Yunuan saved fifty thousand worth of goods for him. She collected the rest.

This was purely a money-binding game.

But after next year, there wouldn't be so many good items anymore.

Small collectibles didn't hold as much value as larger ones.

Especially a standing clock carved out of an entire tree.