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Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Wen Xuxu is a tenacious, talented, smart and brave woman who was fostered by the Yan family at the age of four when she lost both her parents. Brought up to be the successor of a huge conglomerate, Yan Rusheng is an aloof, intelligent and arrogant man who is the most sought-after bachelor in the capital city. Despite growing up together, both of them seem to treat each other as an eyesore. She labels him as a jerk and womanizer while in his eyes, she is a shrew. Over time, they fall for each other, but they continue to conceal their feelings for each other. By a twist of fate, they are forced into a marriage. And unknown to everyone else and Yan Rusheng, she has harbored a deep secret for many years… Keywords: Childhood sweetheart, Womanizer, Aloof, Soulmates, Forced marriage, Orphan, Secretary Sugary Scene: Suddenly, Wen Xuxu stretched her hand to clutch his wrist and pulled him forcefully. Yan Rusheng was caught off guard and he lost his footing. He fell on the bed and then his breathing became sluggish. Young Master Yan was afraid that he might lose control of himself and do something to Wen Xuxu... the woman he loathed. So he hastily raised his head. But he had barely moved away when Wen Xuxu stretched out her hands and put them around his neck. "Don't leave." We have a Patreon which you can support us at: https://www.patreon.com/elitedotingmarriage We have advanced chapters to offer, as well as goals to increase our weekly release rate!

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Éditeur: Atlas Studios

He said it with a grumbling tone that was unjustified and straight to the point.

When she was a child, she had pointed at him and told him that he didn't have any guts. He had looked down and cried like a child, feeling very wronged.

Like a punching bag.

Ever since that incident, this was the first time he'd shown any weakness in front of her. He wouldn't yell at her even when she shouted at him.

She caved in and said gently, "There's still some soup left. Please take your time to drink it, President Yan. I've had my fill."

She pushed the bowl of soup towards Yan Rusheng.

She got up and walked towards the door.

Yan Rusheng stared at her petite back. He'd seen her from this view countless times.

But this time, he felt a sense of distance from her.

After the door opened and closed, that petite figure disappeared. He slowly withdrew his gaze and sighed deeply in his heart, trying to remove thoughts of her from his mind.