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I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot

# THERAPEUTIC # WIFESPOILING # STUBBORN Sang Qianqian, the eldest daughter of the Sang family, was eighteen when she fell in love with Shen Hanyu at first sight."I love you, Shen Hanyu." "But I don't," Shen Hanyu replied ruthlessly, his every word determined. "Not now, not ever."Furious, the wealthy daughter planned her revenge against Shen Hanyu but somehow discovered that he would eventually become a cold-blooded, tyrannical big-shot who would destroy her family! Her spite towards him skyrocketed, but after she left, he missed Sang Qianqian like crazy, who was now leading a carefree life after moving far away and faking her death. Suddenly, she heard the news that Shen Hanyu, now a magnate and seemingly crazier, had her grave exhumed and was now on the search for her. Alarmed, she quickly packed up her things to go on the run again... only to find the man himself standing outside her door, breathing through gritted teeth, "Running again? Go for it."Knowing that escape was futile, Sang Qianqian changed her approach and tried to charm her way out of the dangerous situation, only to fail and end up submitting herself.***Years later, realizing she had been tricked, Sang Qianqiang threw the divorce papers in front of Shen Hanyu. "I want a divorce!"Shen Qianyu simply pulled her into his arms and leaned in for a kiss. Pulling away after a long while, he asked hoarsely, "Still want a divorce?"Left dazed by the kiss, Song Qianqian mumbled, "N-No..." "Then call me darling." "D-Darling..."Shen Hanyu nodded in satisfaction. "Good girl."

Little Tower of Blossoms · Geral
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Fate’s Best Plan

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Sang Qianqian stood outside the studio, not in a hurry to enter.

Separated by a layer of transparent glass, she could see that the studio was not too big, and it was filled with all kinds of paintings.

There was no one in the studio at the moment. By the window, a man was sitting in front of an easel with a tray of paint, attentively drawing a portrait.

The early spring sun shone through the window and onto the portrait. Although the portrait only had a rough outline, Sang Qianqian could tell at a glance that the face in the portrait was very similar to Ruan Xiaoshuang's, especially her eyes.

When Sang Qianqian was a student, she had also learned how to draw. She knew that without a model, it was quite difficult to draw an image based on memory.

It seemed that this painter was very good at painting and really liked Ruan Xiaoshuang. Otherwise, how could he draw so vividly with just a few strokes from his memory?