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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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The feeling of being doted on

Cha Qing Luo leaned into Nan jiateng's arms, smelling his scent and rubbing her stomach,"well, I don't want to eat. I ate a little too much last night."

Nan jiateng looked down at the person in his arms and at Cha Qing Luo's expression.

He noticed that Cha Qing Luo was frowning and rubbing her stomach, as if she was not feeling well.

Nan jiateng had always been careful when treating Cha Qingluo. When he saw her current appearance and recalled her expression last night, his expression changed and he sat up immediately."Is your stomach uncomfortable? did you eat something bad last night?"

Cha Qing Luo looked at Nan jiateng's serious expression and hurriedly explained,""No, no, my stomach is fine. If it wasn 't, I would have gone to the infirmary."

As Cha Qingluo spoke, she quickly moved her hand away from her stomach. She didn't want Nan jiateng to worry.