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Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Wen Xuxu is a tenacious, talented, smart and brave woman who was fostered by the Yan family at the age of four when she lost both her parents. Brought up to be the successor of a huge conglomerate, Yan Rusheng is an aloof, intelligent and arrogant man who is the most sought-after bachelor in the capital city. Despite growing up together, both of them seem to treat each other as an eyesore. She labels him as a jerk and womanizer while in his eyes, she is a shrew. Over time, they fall for each other, but they continue to conceal their feelings for each other. By a twist of fate, they are forced into a marriage. And unknown to everyone else and Yan Rusheng, she has harbored a deep secret for many years… Keywords: Childhood sweetheart, Womanizer, Aloof, Soulmates, Forced marriage, Orphan, Secretary Sugary Scene: Suddenly, Wen Xuxu stretched her hand to clutch his wrist and pulled him forcefully. Yan Rusheng was caught off guard and he lost his footing. He fell on the bed and then his breathing became sluggish. Young Master Yan was afraid that he might lose control of himself and do something to Wen Xuxu... the woman he loathed. So he hastily raised his head. But he had barely moved away when Wen Xuxu stretched out her hands and put them around his neck. "Don't leave." We have a Patreon which you can support us at: https://www.patreon.com/elitedotingmarriage We have advanced chapters to offer, as well as goals to increase our weekly release rate!

Wei yang · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
1998 Chs

Future Stepmother (Part Seven)

Editor: Atlas Studios

Xuxu frowned. "Yan Rusheng, who taught you how to laugh like that?"

"Lu Huanyan!" Yan Rusheng tapped his fingers on his keyboard. Then he glanced askew at Xuxu with a cheeky grin.

Tch. That girl was remarkable. She had influenced both her children and now even her husband.

In the President's office at Bright Vision, a man stood before the French windows with a cup of coffee in his hand. His knuckles were clearly defined and his fingernails were neatly trimmed and clean.

He was holding his phone with the other hand as he stared at a screen. An affectionate smile played at the corners of his mouth, but there was a sly gleam in his eyes.

"This silly lass, why would she be so naïve to think that something would fall into her lap…" Ming Ansheng mumbled under his breath.

He was fondly looking at Su Yue's update on WeChat.

And his registered name on WeChat was… Lu Yinan

Knock, knock, knock.