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My Queen, Your Wish Is My command

Wu Su Yi, a lawyer by name and occupation. A strict woman who had made herself to become the woman she became today— respected by her subordinates and upright justice to its place. She preferred her life to become normal until… a certain boy had hugged her legs. Confused, she saved the boy only to be rewarded by a marriage. MARRIAGE?! While Wu Su Yi was perfect in all ways to others’ eyes, in fact there was a hidden layer beneath her than no one knew. When Han XI Guang came to her life, he was akin to a storm. A man with a good occupation— or was he also hiding his true, dangerous self? A match of a Queen and her loyal King who hid his true self from everyone but her. Extract— “I don’t need a husband,” Wu Su Yi repeated once again, her black eyes looked back at Han XiGuang’s darker eyes without showing a single fear, making him smile. She was the only person who could do this to him. “I can treat you like my Queen. All you wish would be my command and my wish is only for you to take care of my son.” She raised her eyebrows, unconvinced, “Whatever I would request to you, you will make it happen?” Han XiGuang took her hand and placed a kiss on her knuckles gently, “All your wish is my command. Who you ask me to defeat, what kind of victory I should have, and who I should kill. I would do it all for you, my lovely Queen and all I need is you to be beside me”

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In Spiral-II

JingYi suddenly felt a weird sensation crawling in his heart. He couldn't understand what Mao Mao meant by him having the same face as the person she loved. Was this the entire reason why she had helped him a lot? 

Because helping him also means helping the person that she has loved for a long time?

"Yes," confirmed Mao Mao, "You look like my mother. Although she wasn't as tall as you nor as handsome as you are. But I guess you are similar in a way that you have to endure abuses thrown at you if it means to protect the people you love." 

JingYi didn't expect Mao Mao to talk about her own mother. Somewhere in his heart he felt guilty for being a little annoyed earlier upon knowing that he has the face of someone she harbor feelings for. 

"Your mother.. was abused?" He questioned with a low voice, appearing to be hesitant to touch the deepest part about her.