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Sons of High Society

What happens if the person you thought you hated the most turned out to be the one who loves you ceaselessly, unconditionally, and passionately? Status: Completed ... Xue Guangli was a young woman who followed her mother’s legacy; she won’t marry to get above her status. She will earn it. However, when a tragedy struck her home, she lost sight of the things she wanted. To get her life in order, she must regain the classy legacy she left behind, find the real suspect of her mother’s killer, and pave a way through the challenges thrown at her. But when it comes to her mother’s murder trial, Xue Guangli is forced to get help from the man she hates the most—Long Huojin. Long Huojin is an achingly handsome and devastatingly perfect successor of a large conglomerate, but the two never got along. Xue Guangli hated Long Huojin for most of her life—so much that when he looks at her, she can hardly breathe. Long Huojin, on the other hand, secretly pines for Xue Guangli patiently waiting for the day she’ll let him in. ***Novel Completed at Chapter 70*** —— “Her eyes dropped to the hollow of his throat, to the bob of his Adam's apple. Her gaze lingered and stopped at his mouth, at the seams of his lips. It hadn't occurred to her what it would feel like to taste them.” Keywords: Male Lead; Female Lead; Romance; Crime Drama; Strong Female Protagonist; Respectful Male Lead; No Prolonged Misunderstandings; No Sexual Assault; No Evil Sisters; Detailed Smut; 18+ —— Other Works: Daughters of the Elite (4.8) A Song For a Summer's Night Art cover isn't mine. Will remove when asked.

TheRedQueen · 都市
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70 Chs
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Epilogue (2)

With the permission of her father, Xue Liena managed to get one of the dresses her mother left behind from one of her old collections. It was a wedding gown that needed to be re-stitched and mended. 

Xue Liena had woven milk-white threads of lace, with beads in the shape of roses with vines and thorns. She collected all the materials beforehand, envisioning what it may look like worn down the aisle. 

With calloused fingers and beads of sweat treading down her face, Xue Liena managed to finish the piece. She rose the dress up in the air, gazing at it in awe, astonished by the detail. She did not take much out of what her mother had created before; she only added onto it. 

She gently placed it in a vinyl garment bag, zipping it slowly, trying to avoid any of the threads catching onto the zipper. Then quickly, she ran out of her bedroom, from the house Long Huojin gave her father. In the home, only she and Xue Gao lived in it.