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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

Whose Child Is It? (Part Seven)

Editor: Atlas Studios

The woman's pretty face seemed rather ghastly white as she stared at the good-looking man sitting across from him. "I don't want to explain myself. I don't have any ulterior motives for giving the child to your family."

She hung her head low as she squeezed the cup with her hand. She began to lightly stir the coffee.

"Why?"

The man asked had asked her. She then raised her head to glance at him.

The man's malicious-looking eyes made her shudder a little, and she slightly shifted her eyes.

She was nervous.

Ming Ansheng narrowed his eyes to carefully scrutinize her. "Why didn't you tell me after all these years."

"Ansheng, I thought I could bring him up by myself," answered Meiduo in a soft tone of voice.

She placed the cup down before placing her hands on the table. Then she looked at Ming Ansheng.

Her eyes didn't shift guiltily this time round.

Ming Ansheng frowned. "What do you mean?"