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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

Who Said She Wasn't Feminine or Charming?

Editor: Atlas Studios

"Thank you, First Aunt." Xuxu received the bag and peered inside.

Jiang Qinglian held her hand and walked towards the table. "This is boiled pear soup, and it nourishes the lungs. I remembered that you loved it when you were a child. But I'm not sure if the taste is still the same."

Xuxu smiled. "Grandmother's boiled pear soup is still the best."

She bowed her head and fell silent.

She tightly clenched the handle of the bag as her long curled eyelashes fluttered. Sorrow, anger, and longing rapidly washed over her.

Jiang Qinglian watched Xuxu, and she was lost in her thoughts for a moment. She broke into a smile and patted Xuxu gently on her back. "Grandmother dotes on you the most. You and Third Yan are so loving now. She would be pleased and happy to know."

Xuxu couldn't suppress her emotions any longer and her eyes became red. She rubbed her belly and with sorrow lacing her voice, she said, "If only Grandmother was still here."