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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.

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Han yichu was almost shaking, and he looked down with red eyes.

The sweet taste of blood Rose in his throat. His hands trembled, and he almost couldn't hold the thin letter.

If it wasn't for her strong self-control, han yichu would have really fainted.

In the end, Huang qingwu said,"I used to ask you for all kinds of things willfully. Actually, I just wanted to know if you would care for me and love me. Now that I'm leaving, I've converted all the money you spent on me into money and put it into my card ..."

Han yichu couldn't hold it in anymore and started to cough.

The smell of blood was getting stronger, and han yichu's face was pale.

His vision went black, and he almost fainted. Han yichu bit her tongue and used the pain to wake herself up.

He sat on the edge of the bed weakly, covered his face with the envelope, and started crying silently.

It was said that men don't cry easily because they haven't been hurt.