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Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie's Dearest Beloved Wife

Yun Bixue is in dire straits— Her fiancé has abandoned her for the country’s top socialite. Worst of all, her family has been declared bankrupt, and the media has forced her into desperation. In her desolation, she seeks help from the powerful Young Master Xie, and gains strength through her marriage with him during her lowest period. From that day onwards, she eggs herself to grow stronger to become the best wife for her husband. This novel is a sweet, sugary book. There are no heart-wrenching scenes or misunderstandings. Sugary Scene Yun Bixue: "Limo, aren't you going to ask who I met today?" Xie Limo: "It doesn’t matter who you met. What matters is that you’re here by my side now." Yun Bixue "Limo, let's make a pinky promise. In the future, I will trust you, and you will trust me too. We will not allow external factors to affect our home, and we’ll be just like the saying 'if you do not abandon me, I will always be at your side until the end of my life'.” Xie Limo met Yun Bixue's determined gaze and without thinking, he reached out his finger and sealed the promise before intertwining their fingers together.

Phoenix's Sweet · 都市
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7635 Chs

Various kinds of unlocking

In the face of such a strong Nan jiateng, Cha Qing Luo really couldn't hold on.

Cha Qing Luo felt as if Nan jiateng had ignited the flames in her body, and she couldn't help but make a soft sound.

Even though Cha Qing Luo was a little weak, she still hugged Nan jiateng tightly.

Nan jiateng looked at Cha Qing Luo's dazed look, and the darkness in his eyes grew stronger.

She was the only one who could make him lose control.

Usually, this girl was carefree and flirtatious, but at this time, she was extremely charming, especially when she looked at him with her beautiful eyes.

He almost couldn't control himself.

Nan jiateng was also holding back, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

However, he was still lighting a fire with Cha Qing Luo.

Nan jiateng's fingers seemed to have magic, as if they were playing the zither. Cha Qing Luo was like a string, dancing along with his fingers.