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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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1998 Chs

You're Not Far off From Amnesia

Éditeur: Atlas Studios

The elevator door opened when it reached their level, and the lady stepped out. Ming Ansheng moved near Yan Rusheng and made fun of him in a hushed voice. "What spell did Wen Xuxu put on you that you're so fearful of other women coming near you?"

'So fearful?' Young Master Yan looked at Young Master Ming with furrowed eyebrows. "I hate foul smelling perfume, don't you know?"

Before Ming Ansheng could respond, the woman's voice sounded from the front, and she seemed annoyed. "Handsome chap, I'm using a limited edition perfume from Guerlain. You—you don't know how to appreciate."

There was a hint of inviolable arrogance in her voice.

The corner of Ming Ansheng's lips involuntarily twitched. He then looked at Yan Rusheng's handsome face, stifling a grin.

This could be the first time that Young Master Yan was being snubbed by a woman he didn't know.