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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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Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios

From French and Chinese to Japanese, he had tried them all.

Simply because his mother was fond of steak with pan-seared foie gras, for a period, he had taken up French cooking and was truly skillful at making it.

He had cooked so much French food that just the thought of it made him feel nauseous now, yet his mother's love for it had not abated in the least.

His stupid mommy must have become a member of the lover-of-French-cuisine cult!

"This bistro's signature dish, pan-seared steak, is one of a kind." Mu Yazhe carefully flipped through the menu and patiently explained each dish to his woman.

His wife looked at him with mild surprise. "How did you know that I'm fond of French steak?"

The man did not reply and, instead, smiled as he glanced at his younger son, who was sitting beside him.

The boy returned a faint beam.