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My Beautiful Love

[COMPLETED] [EDITING ONGOING] After being separated from him for three years, Wan Jia had only one goal: to take back her daughter from him. Yet, she would never have expected that things would unfold so differently from her expectations. "I will not let you have custody of our daughter." He had said in all seriousness. "But if you become my wife, you will have every right to be with her and we will be a complete family, just like we should be." Wan Jia looked up at him in shock. "Don't you hate me?" Looking into her eyes, he enunciated word for word. "To hate is to care, and I don't care about you." ___ Wan Jia; A young fashion designer. Thanks to a huge twist in her life, she gets to meet the love of her life. Lu Aotian; Not your every day CEO. Despite every difficulty they faced in the past, his love for Wan Jia and their daughter, Lu Meili, never wavers. ___________ ~Avalorian: ***The cover photo does not belong to me. All credits to owner. This is a romance novel with a bit of crime, twists and mysteries.I hope you enjoy reading it. Please feel free to leave comments and reviews. ___ Join my discord channel: tinyurl.com/Avalorian

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Take off your clothes

Little Jia thanked her father happily. When she turned four, she would dress up as Princess Isabelle on her birthday, she thought. 

For an unknown reason, Wan Jia was not interested in any of the clothes. She only bought a few pairs of shoes. Perhaps it was because she was a little distracted and excited about something. She kept checking her phone from time to time. 

"Are you alright?" Lu Aotian asked. 

"I'm fine. I'm probably just not in the mood to shop." 

Lu Aotian remained silent. Since when was Wan Jia not in the mood to shop? Did the sun rise in the West today? 

A few minutes later, Lu Aotian recieved a call from the company and went out to answer it. While he was away, Little Jia spotted a lacy pink princess dress. She already had very many pink dresses but she couldn't ever have enough of them. 

She had just taken it and was about to show it to a sales assistant when another girl suddenly snatched it. "This is mine."