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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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I Won’t Let Go Of Your Hand (Part Seven)

Éditeur: Atlas Studios

Su Yue didn't reply. She picked up the cup from the floor and said, "I'll get you another cup."

Although her voice was small, the stubbornness in her voice was apparent.

Ming Zhongsheng frowned as he watched her leave, filled with inexplicable anger.

It seemed like this lass wasn't as easy to handle as he had thought.

"Grandfather, have some tea."

Su Yue returned with a fresh cup of tea, placing it before him.

"Put it down. I don't want to drink tea now," Ming Zhongsheng ordered, as though he was an emperor. Then he added, "I want to have a talk with you."

Su Yue complied and placed the cup on the coffee table. She sat down beside him, some distance apart.

Before he could say anything, she smiled and asked, "Grandfather, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Her hands got scalded earlier and she was in agonizing pain. The back of her palms were already a different shade of red.