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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 84

Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios

As I stared at them, I froze.

"X Year, X Month, X Day. Clear Day. To truly love someone is to hope to have all of him. Let go and wish him happiness? But how can there be such selfless love in this world?"

Beneath was an inscription in Dongyu's delicate yet strong handwriting. I once owed you ten thousand apologies, but more than that I owe you an 'I love you'.

My heart almost stopped.

I turned the page. At the end of the page was his handwriting again.

—— Xiachun, are you doing well in America? I tried my best to find out where you are and get your contact details, but even they don't know the phone number of the apartment you're staying in. Perhaps they are just hiding it from me intentionally. I miss you, all the time.

——The deeper the memory, the more the pain it is.

——Pain is like a corner under a clear sky. The brighter the sun, the deeper the shadow.