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One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

She became a surrogate mother in exchange for over a million yuan. As the esteemed CEO of the most powerful Empire in the capital, he holds absolute power, while she is just an adopted daughter to a family of lowly status. She agreed to bear him his offspring, simply because her adoptive father's business was failing. On the day of her delivery, the elder brother was born healthy, but the younger one was stillborn. Having fulfilled the contract, she disappeared from his sight along with the astronomical sum of money. Six years later, he is still that arrogant and high-profile CEO. When she accidentally gets embroiled with him again – like a canary trapped in his cage, he closes in on her. “Woman, do you think you can escape from my clutches?!" However, he does not expect a little kid to interfere; the boy pompously points his little finger at him and warns, “Mu Yazhe, you’d better leave her alone! She's mine – this baby's woman!” The man is alarmed, simply because the little kid's facial features are identical to his... Tags: Adorable Child, CEO, Sweet Romance, Scheming, Wealthy Aristocrats, Fluff, Two-faced, Child, Rich and Powerful, Treachery

Beauty Under the Moon · Thành thị
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Innocence 61

Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios

Su Qi held me helplessly, apologizing over and over again.

"I will never abandon you again!"

I cried even harder, thinking, if only I could turn back time.

But there was no medicine for regrets in this world, let alone time machines.

I couldn't go back in time, much less start over again.

But I didn't blame him.

Because I was the one who brought it upon myself.

Probably because I was an extremist. Even though I knew that the relationship I wanted was impossible, I tried to push for it, questioning and testing it over and over again, till in the end, I was covered in bruises.

Su Qi was also a victim. What right did I have to blame him?

That night, he accompanied me home. In the past, he would only send me to the foot of the block. However, this time, I paced back and forth downstairs, worried about the storm that might break out when I stepped into the house.