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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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Don't forget your original intention (22)

Mo Qiuxi was truly astonished. She never thought that Wen Qingzhu would find her here.

Besides, didn't he go back? Why did he come back?

Mo Qiuxi was astonished.

However, she felt that there was something wrong with Wen Qingzhu today. His eyes were very deep and dark, as if he was suppressing something.

Mo Qiuxi could feel that Wen Qingzhu seemed to be suppressing some kind of emotion.

Wen Qingzhu looked at her as she sat there. On such a cold day, her face had turned red from the wind.

Mo Qiuxi's current state made Wen Qingzhu's heart ache.

He really wanted to ask if she was cold.

Actually, what he didn't know was that it wasn't that mo Qiuxi wasn't cold. It was just that on such a cold day, it could cover the coldness in her heart, allowing her to maintain her calm and rationality.

Wen Qingzhu didn't speak. Mo Qiuxi slowly stood up and asked,""Qingzhu, you ... What's wrong with you?"