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Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie's Dearest Beloved Wife

Yun Bixue is in dire straits— Her fiancé has abandoned her for the country’s top socialite. Worst of all, her family has been declared bankrupt, and the media has forced her into desperation. In her desolation, she seeks help from the powerful Young Master Xie, and gains strength through her marriage with him during her lowest period. From that day onwards, she eggs herself to grow stronger to become the best wife for her husband. This novel is a sweet, sugary book. There are no heart-wrenching scenes or misunderstandings. Sugary Scene Yun Bixue: "Limo, aren't you going to ask who I met today?" Xie Limo: "It doesn’t matter who you met. What matters is that you’re here by my side now." Yun Bixue "Limo, let's make a pinky promise. In the future, I will trust you, and you will trust me too. We will not allow external factors to affect our home, and we’ll be just like the saying 'if you do not abandon me, I will always be at your side until the end of my life'.” Xie Limo met Yun Bixue's determined gaze and without thinking, he reached out his finger and sealed the promise before intertwining their fingers together.

Phoenix's Sweet · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
7635 Chs

Don't forget your original intention (38)

As Wen Qingzhu listened, she clenched her hands by her side. Her heart ached, as if something was grabbing her and tearing her apart.

If he knew where Qiu Xi was now, he would go to find her at all costs.

He would hold her in his arms and protect her.

Wen Qingzhu's heart ached and she blamed herself. It was as if her heart was beating like a drum, and the pain was sharp.

Wen Qingzhu had never felt this way before.

Even when Leng Wanqing broke up with him and hurt him, he didn't feel this strongly.

Qiu Xi, Qiu Xi, I'm sorry, where are you?

Wen Qingzhu's eyes had also turned red, scarlet red. However, he was trying his best to suppress his emotions. His entire body was in a stiff and enduring state.

As father mo sat beside Wen Qingzhu, he could feel the heavy pain radiating from her body, as well as the low air pressure that filled the entire house. Father mo poured a cup of tea and passed it to Wen Qingzhu."Have a cup of tea!"