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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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It Doesn't Matter If It's a Misunderstanding

Éditeur: Atlas Studios

Yan Rusheng took a few puffs before he suddenly recalled Wen Xuxu's advice earlier.

'You shouldn't smoke so much.'

'For the sake of having a healthy child, I suppose President Yan should be able to make this tiny sacrifice?'

On a whim, he threw the cigarette into the trash can and even trashed the cigarette case as well.

He really couldn't focus on his work and decided he was done for the day. He stood up and left the study.

Yan Rusheng twisted the doorknob and pushed the door quietly.

Xuxu was sitting at the balcony drinking milk.

She seemed to be deep in thought and didn't even notice that he was standing behind her for some time.

It's so late in the night—is she thinking of Jiang Zhuoheng?

Young Master Yan's expression turned cold, and he bent down. The next second, he was lifting Xuxu off the chair and carrying her in his arms. He went straight for their bed.