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The Counterattack of Flash Marriage with the CEO

【Sweet Love + Reconnecting with renounced sister + Unforgiving + Reckoning】 Ye Shengge was the true heiress painstakingly reclaimed by the Ye family, yet no one in the family favored her. Her brothers constantly berated and humiliated her while doting on the pseudo-heiress. Ye Shengge made a decisive choice – she severed ties with the Ye family. On the day of her departure, Ye Shengge entered into a clandestine marriage with a mysterious tycoon and got legally wed.  Tolerate the pseudo-heiress?  Yield to her brothers? Absolutely not this time! A rising star in dance, a racing virtuoso, a genius composer, an expert in cultural artifact restoration... as the veils of her Multiple Identitiess were unveiled one by one, the Ye family finally saw the true face of the pseudo-heiress, filled with remorse. Her biological father rushed back from abroad overnight, saying, "Sheng Sheng, it's Dad's mistake; Daddy was blind to people's true colors..." Her biological mother was in tears, her face streaked with sorrow, "Sheng Sheng, after finding you, Mom hasn't even had a chance to hold you..." Even her five brothers wept bitterly in the rain, pleading for Ye Shengge to come back home. Ye Shengge's red lips were alluring, her smile enchanting. This time, there would be no forgiveness! Under the dazzling starlight, a certain tycoon embraced her, his deep, husky voice filled with tenderness, "Darling, let's go home."

COL+ Mao Mao Qiu · 都市
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202 Chs

Countdown to the Exposure of the Fake Identity!

As soon as the unique 'Qian' character mark appeared, the reporters in the banquet hall immediately rushed toward Ye Shanshan, bombarding her with sharp questions.

"Ye Shanshan, you claimed that you designed this blue velvet fishtail dress, yet it bears Qianshu's 'Qian' character mark. How do you explain this?"

"Ye Shanshan, Xiao Yue accuses you of stealing Qianshu's design drafts. Will you dare to respond? Will you admit it?"

At this moment, Ye Shanshan's mind was in turmoil, and her face had lost all color. She felt as though she was trapped in an icy abyss, surrounded by a bone-chilling coldness that seemed to emanate from her very core.

What was going on? Why was there a 'Qian' character mark on the glove?

She was at a loss for words, and cold sweat began to form on her back.