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Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Gu Huai'an, a young scion of the No. 01 Courtyard Manor, had become the chief commander at Dragon Aviation Command Center at a very young age. He was known for his cold demeanor and seldom smiled or laughed. Not only did he come from a distinguished family, but he was also the unattainable gem of Beidu No. 01 Courtyard Mansion. Suddenly one day, he heard someone calling him "little brother." When he followed the voice, a pretty girl with an indifferent face asked, "Excuse me, sir, do I know you?" Yet at the same time: 【Wow, little brother is so handsome.】 【There are mountains beyond mountains, buildings beyond buildings, but little brother is handsome and gentle.】 【Little brother, hug!】 Gu Huai'an: …… The little girl's mouth, deceptive as a ghost's. ********* Song Yunuan transmigrated into a period novel and became a minor villainess who was soon eliminated – a role too small to be smaller. On her first day in the book, she stood in the Song family courtyard, trying hard to recall why the entire Song family would be wiped out in the story. In the end, she failed to notice the collective petrified expressions of the Song family members. Later… Her father became the richest man, her brother a top lawyer, her younger brother a scientist, her younger aunt a singer, and even her grandmother became a landlady. She herself turned into everyone's beloved darling. Song Yunuan: What happened to the hellish start I was promised?

Joe Yishui · perkotaan
Peringkat tidak cukup
676 Chs

Chapter 630: Heart Killing

Xue Meirou glared fiercely at Zhong Tianci.

"You foolish son, at a time like this, you should be driving the reporters away. No matter what, we've had so many years of affection between us, isn't there anything we can't solve?"

Besides, you have so many assets in your hands, what are you afraid of?

If Zhong Daqiao wants to live his previous life, he'll have to start from scratch if he is to rise again. Otherwise, he'll have to beg you.

Xue Meirou pinched Zhong Tianci's arm and whispered in a lowered voice, "Why don't you hurry up and send these reporters away, what are you dilly-dallying for? Is now the time to ask this?"

Zhong Tianci wiped his face, as if he had just realized what he needed to do.

He surreptitiously glanced at Zhong Daqiao, who stood there clutching the paternity test report with an extremely ugly iron-blue face, lost in thought.

He braced himself and told the reporters that the press conference was over, and they should leave quickly.