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The Blind Lover

Qin Yu had lost both her parents when she was young and was all alone. Since then, she lived with her father’s comrade-in-arms. Due to the huge inheritance that her father had left behind, her foster mother had attempted to murder her repeatedly. In order to survive, she could only pretend to be a mentally disabled child. It wasn't easy for her to reach adulthood, yet her foster mom wanted to marry her off to a powerful and influential family. She heard that her fiancé was blind and had a violent personality. However, no matter how ruthless he was, was he as ruthless as her foster mom? In order to escape from this terrifying family, she decisively agreed to marry that person in her sister’s place. Soon, news of a fool marrying a blind man spread like wildfire. Their marriage had become the hottest laughing stock locally. However, after she married him, she realized that everything was not what the rumors said. Her husband was not blind at all, and he was not cruel. He was gentle and refined, and he treated her like a treasure. And she wasn't mentally deranged. She'd only pretended to be a fool to flee from her foster mom’s attempted murders. What surprised her, even more, was that she had known her husband for a long time. A long time ago, they had been best friends online. It was no wonder that her husband was as cold as ice to all women, lying that he was blind and unapproachable. But in front of her, he was as gentle as a lamb and did not hide anything.

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250 Chs

What did the body odor of a young girl represent?

It was an extremely pure yet seductive smell.

That should be the foundation of the perfume.

However, was there really someone who could create such a crazy fragrance?

Qin Yu's hands trembled as she touched the button.

The blowers of the two tour buses in the distance had already started blowing, and the fragrance gradually diffused into the air. Plenty of people were attracted to the vehicles.

Qin Yu gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and pressed the button.

She felt the fans in the car start, and the body of the car trembled slightly.

The window was open, and she could smell the fragrance of her own creation floating in the air.

It was an indescribable smell.

Pure, clean, sweet, and yet sensual.

Like a teenage girl, right as she bloomed, the raw and attractive crazy beauty.

She named this perfume Lolita.