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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

The season of falling snow (40)

Xiajun Zihao quickly returned to his bedroom. He was afraid that if he was a step slower, he would lose control of himself.

After returning to the bedroom, xiajun Zihao closed the door and slowly calmed his irregular breathing.

After a long while, xiajun Zihao lowered his head and looked down. The corners of his mouth curled up into a bitter and helpless arc.

This was the first time he had encountered such an uncontrollable situation.

Xiajun Zihao could only go to the bathroom and take a cold shower.

He came out of the bathroom after lowering his body temperature.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the bedroom.

Xiajun Zihao was drying his hair with a towel and was thinking about some things in frustration. He went to open the door.

It was Xie Yan 'er.

Xiajun Zihao's brows twitched."Why aren't you asleep yet?"

When Xie Yan 'er heard xiajun Zihao's cold voice, she felt a sharp pain in her heart.