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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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Wu SuYi who saw the excitement crossing Owner Wen's face couldn't help but smile. She find that the old man was more of an uncle figure to her, someone who was there simply to show his sincerity as a fellow human, something that was so rare to see. 

Wu SuYi nodded her head, "Why do you change the statue?" 

Jang WenRou looked at her, thinking of how he couldn't tell the truth that he had changed the opera to be much more gorgeous before she could visit but she had came earlier than his expectation.

"Well, I just thought of putting a change in the appearance of the opera," he then stared at the workers who had uncovered the piece of fabric that had covered the statue which was going to replace the old ones. 

Wu SuYi watched how it was a white crane with a red scarf on its neck, reminding her so much of the painting that her mother love which is now hung in her room. 

"Crane," she whispered.