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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

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With a new monarch comes a new generation.

Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios

Presumably, no mothers would ever feel happy upon hearing such news. Yun Shishi's heart, at this moment, was filled with guilt, anguish, and bitterness.

The woman hugged her twins as she shut her moist eyes and let her tears fall freely in their blind spot.

I must be a terrible mother…

Meanwhile, Mu Yazhe felt a stir in his heart once more, for not once had he felt such warmth like tonight, let alone such intimacy between the four of them.

Even though he had relinquished his position as the family head and lost the Mu Group, he did not regret his decision even the slightest bit; instead, he felt incredibly powerful and indestructible just like a majestic mountain, which stood proud and tall.

He was no longer his past self.

As he gently wrapped the mother-son trio in his arms, his eyes, which hung low and brimming with tenderness, inadvertently looked as clear as a lakewater.