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Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Wen Xuxu is a tenacious, talented, smart and brave woman who was fostered by the Yan family at the age of four when she lost both her parents. Brought up to be the successor of a huge conglomerate, Yan Rusheng is an aloof, intelligent and arrogant man who is the most sought-after bachelor in the capital city. Despite growing up together, both of them seem to treat each other as an eyesore. She labels him as a jerk and womanizer while in his eyes, she is a shrew. Over time, they fall for each other, but they continue to conceal their feelings for each other. By a twist of fate, they are forced into a marriage. And unknown to everyone else and Yan Rusheng, she has harbored a deep secret for many years… Keywords: Childhood sweetheart, Womanizer, Aloof, Soulmates, Forced marriage, Orphan, Secretary Sugary Scene: Suddenly, Wen Xuxu stretched her hand to clutch his wrist and pulled him forcefully. Yan Rusheng was caught off guard and he lost his footing. He fell on the bed and then his breathing became sluggish. Young Master Yan was afraid that he might lose control of himself and do something to Wen Xuxu... the woman he loathed. So he hastily raised his head. But he had barely moved away when Wen Xuxu stretched out her hands and put them around his neck. "Don't leave." We have a Patreon which you can support us at: https://www.patreon.com/elitedotingmarriage We have advanced chapters to offer, as well as goals to increase our weekly release rate!

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Little Lass's Figure

Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios

Su Yue nodded. "Mm."

"Alright then." Meiduo rested her case and shrugged. "Then take off your shirt, let me draw it first."

Su Yue nodded and pulled the shirt off her shoulder.

Of course, she only slipped it off.

It revealed her fair and smooth shoulder. She and Su Yan originally looked a little exotic—they were naturally very fair. But they didn't resemble foreigners, so her fairness was exquisite.

Su Yue was facing Meiduo with her back facing Ming Ansheng.

Ming Ansheng looked at her with blazing eyes.

Su Yue was trying her best to tug at her cotton t-shirt, and it was quite elastic.

Xuxu had bought her rather conservative clothes with round collars. So no matter how she pulled, she just couldn't pull the t-shirt down.

Meiduo saw that her attempts had been futile, so she stopped her. "Stop pulling your shirt. If you tear it, your family might think that something bad has happened to you."