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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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Luckily She Didn’t Go

Éditeur: Atlas Studios

Why would he have tickets to Fang Jiayin's concert in his pockets? It was Ming Ansheng's birthday yesterday. But he didn't recall meeting Fang Jiayin.

Wait a minute…

'Guess who I bumped into outside?'

'But it's not mine. It's Third Yan's old flame.'

Fang Jiayin was also at The First Wealth yesterday. Did he bump into her after he got drunk?

He hastily hung up Wen Xuxu's call and proceeded to dial Lu Yinan's number. It rang for a while, but no one picked up.

He tried calling Ming Ansheng.

He guessed that they had partied till dawn, so all of them must still be asleep. Either no one picked up, or their phones were still switched off.

"F*ck!" When not a single call got through, Yan Rusheng threw his phone on the passenger seat in frustration.

He stepped on the accelerator and sped on the slightly congested road without a thought for other drivers or the traffic police.