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How I Fell for My Hidden Marriage Hubby

She conspires and provokes the most powerful young master in Beijing! They sign a contract and with his every call, she has to go anywhere and do anything his bidding. When their contract ends, she smirks and said, “I’ll take the money and you can leave. We don’t owe each other anything.” He is Young Master Ya who rules Beijing. He controls the business empire during the day, and he is the strongest king at night. He is cold and women are merely playthings to him. With his power, the women he has eyes on have never been willing to leave him, yet she is an exception. She loves money, like all the previous women, but she is never shy of showing her greed. And he never realizes that he will ever grow a heart for such a promiscuous and cheap woman… He points a gun straight at her heart. “Die with me, or accept my love—which one do you choose?” She pouts and turns around, before she pushes an adorable child into his arms. “Here, there’s your answer.”

Early October · Urbain
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3483 Chs

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Éditeur: Atlas Studios

Rong Yan thought to herself. Damn it, this b*stard did not even regard her as a mistress. It seemed like he regarded her as his friend with benefits.

Rong Yan continued to pretend to be timid. "Er, of course, I may not be your mistress soon. Mr. Liancheng, we are such a good pair. If our contract has already expired in your heart, is there any possibility of renewal?"

Rong Yan was very clear that all men had rebellious hearts. If she nodded frankly to his question, the man's weird brain might heat up and then continue the relationship for another two months. In other words, her plan would end up a failure.

But if she showed that she was reluctant to give up on him and his money, he would be very much disgusted. Actually, it was easy to guess people's hearts. People will not give what you want and instead give you something that you do not want. It was what Rong Yan thought, and she knew that was how Liancheng Yazhi saw her.

Liangcheng Yazhi thought she was not far from the many women he had before. So why stick with this one? So, he perfunctorily said, "I'll test your performance."

Rong Yan hurriedly replied, "Don't worry. I will serve you properly."

Liancheng Yazhi closed his eyes, not wanting to look at her again. He should have left immediately after finishing what he wanted to do.

But he had a little more wine that evening and after that intense exercise, he was a little tired and lazy to move. He used this reason to convince himself.

After a while, Rong Yan asked him, "How did you find my house?"

Liancheng Yazhi glanced at her as if he was looking at an idiot.

Rong Yan shrugged. Fine, she'd stop asking. The omnipotent Liancheng Yazhi must have investigated her family background the day she climbed onto his bed.

After a while, Rong Yan fell asleep. Liancheng Yazhi looked at Rong Yan's bare shoulders that were fair and full. She was very well-behaved and said nothing about what had happened in the mall today.

Although he was a little irritated by what the woman had said, she was the only woman he had seen in his life who was well-behaved.

If it wasn't for how well-behaved she was and how different she was from those other jealous women, he would not be like this.

So, this woman was really amazing.

He looked down on her as a person, but he was falling in love with her body.

This woman was a high-quality beauty. After having a taste of her, Liancheng Yazhi became rather picky. It felt dull to touch other women, and only on her body could make him feel that kind of satisfaction.

This was not good. It was far from good.

He had to cut off their contact immediately before he was completely infatuated with her body.

When Rong Yan woke up the next day, Liancheng Yazhi had already left. If it weren't for the marks left on her body, she would have really thought that it was just a dream. Rong Yan lay on the bed and whistled; all she had to do now was to wait for the break-up fee. Looking at the ceiling, Rong Yan suddenly felt a prickling sensation in her eyes. It was finally time to separate and end this shameful relationship.

At this moment, she could not tell what she was feeling.

Bitterness, sadness…

Rong Yan waited quietly for a week at home and finally received Secretary Zhou's call. Looking at the numbers flashing on the phone screen, Rong Yan smiled. It was finally here. She would leave her career as a mistress, and it was worth celebrating.

With a gentle click, she heard Secretary Zhou's voice. "Miss Rong, it's me. Do you have time to meet?"

"Sure."