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One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

She became a surrogate mother in exchange for over a million yuan. As the esteemed CEO of the most powerful Empire in the capital, he holds absolute power, while she is just an adopted daughter to a family of lowly status. She agreed to bear him his offspring, simply because her adoptive father's business was failing. On the day of her delivery, the elder brother was born healthy, but the younger one was stillborn. Having fulfilled the contract, she disappeared from his sight along with the astronomical sum of money. Six years later, he is still that arrogant and high-profile CEO. When she accidentally gets embroiled with him again – like a canary trapped in his cage, he closes in on her. “Woman, do you think you can escape from my clutches?!" However, he does not expect a little kid to interfere; the boy pompously points his little finger at him and warns, “Mu Yazhe, you’d better leave her alone! She's mine – this baby's woman!” The man is alarmed, simply because the little kid's facial features are identical to his... Tags: Adorable Child, CEO, Sweet Romance, Scheming, Wealthy Aristocrats, Fluff, Two-faced, Child, Rich and Powerful, Treachery

Beauty Under the Moon · 都市
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4778 Chs

Nirvana (9)

翻訳者: Atlas Studios 編集者: Atlas Studios

"Sob sob sob…"

Youyou finally broke down. He threw himself at her and circled his arms around her waist as tears streamed down his face. "I'm Youyou! Mommy, how can you not recognize Youyou?! Mommy, I'm Youyou!"

"I said you got the wrong person!"

Yun Shishi pushed him away with all her might. Youyou lost his balance and stumbled backwards, and then felt himself falling into the abyss.

"Arghhhh…"

The boy cried in despair. "Don't… Don't abandon me! Don't abandon me…"

When he woke, the sky was gray and overcast with dark clouds. It looked like the end of the world.

Standing on the gloomy grassland, Youyou slowly strode forward and looked at the endless stretch of green. His body fell limply to the ground as he knelt there weakly and dejectedly.

He heard the woman's voice again, asking him, "Who are you?"

Exhausted, the boy looked up and opened his eyes. The dark clouds overhead was a reflection of his gray inner world.