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Her Love, His Salvation

It wasn't just a marriage between two people belonging to the richest families in the country, it was more of a business deal. Zhang Yi Chen and Lu Zhi were married with their parents approval. They were the power couple. Zhang Yi Chen - the hot, sexy, and handsome businessman; and, Lu Zhi - beautiful, charming, and the most sought after fashion and jewelry designer. Both of them successful and influential in their own right. Together they look gorgeous, perfect, and so happy. But all that looks so perfect, is it really that perfect? Behind the façade of happiness, lies secrets that are so dark and deep that if brought to light, they would burn whatever relationship Zhang Yi Chen and Lu Zhi have established so far. Behind those smiling faces are the tears that no one saw, and no one should see. Will Zhang Yi Chen and Lu Zhi be able to find love in each other when they and everybody around them are wearing a mask to hide their true nature? Will they be able to protect themselves and their relationship from the cruel world they live in?

itsShonali · Urbain
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-||chapter fifty nine - it's a surprise!||-

"The First Princess and the Crown Princess spend their day enjoying little things in their life that they won't be able to do after going back to their hectic life. This little vacation had brought them closer a lot and helped them explore their relationship without anybody's interference.

The Crown Prince finally had the support that he needed in his life. He felt loved and accepted but he feared that if the First Princess ever comes to know about why he proposed her for marriage, she would leave him. She had become too important for him to let go."

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As usual, Yi Chen was the first one to wake up that morning. While Lu Zhi was lying straight on the bed and on her back, Yi Chen was lying diagonally across the bed and was on his stomach. Her fingers were in his hair while his head rested on Lu Zhi's stomach. His arms were on her either side, clutching onto the fabric of her nightgown.