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The Crippled CEO Fell For Me

The once rich girl Shen Hanxing lost her mother when she was born. She was then dumped overseas by her own father when she was little to her own devices. Nineteen years later, her father personally took her home from overseas, and the reason was to replace her younger sister to marry her fiancé Ji Yan, who had lost his legs’ senses after a car accident. Father: “Know your place. You’re already marrying above your station when you marry Ji Yan with your status.” Younger Sister: “Thank you for willing to sacrifice yourself for my love~” Shen Hanxing smiled faintly: “Agree to my two conditions, and I’ll gladly marry him.” Afterward, she stepped into the Ji family’s home with empty luggage. The man in the wheelchair angrily roared at her in the dark room. “Scram!” Shen Hanxing quickly switched on the light, pulled open the curtain, and extended his hand towards the man with the light behind her. “Hello. Let me introduce myself. I’m your wife, Shen Hanxing.” When he saw her the first time, he treated her coldly. And then, he treasured her. Ji Yan looked at this woman that suddenly barged into her life. She used her strength to tame his wild and brash younger brother. She patiently and compassionately healed his fearful and introverted younger sister. She used everything she had to slowly support this cold family… And then, Shen Hanxing fell into a trap. Before she drifted into darkness, she saw the man that was supposed to be in the wheelchair running towards her in anxiety. When she woke up again, the man pointed at the washing board, the keyboard, and the durian and asked, “Hanxing, which one do you want me to kneel on?”

Wuxia · Thành thị
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970 Chs

Aesthetics of Violence

Biên tập viên: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"Bang!" Following the sound of a punch, the yellow-haired man wailed in pain. He covered his mouth and cried.

Wei Xi'er covered her mouth to suppress her scream. Shen Hanxing punched on the man's face without saying a word. It's over, it's really over now.

Shen Hanxing's wrists were fair and slender. It was a perfect example of what a fine wrist was. However, this pair of art-like hands demonstrated the aesthetics of violence.

After the punch, the man covered his mouth. Blood dripped from the gaps between his fingers. How could such a beautiful hand be so powerful? Why would a wealthy lady be so impulsive and aggressive?

Wei Xi'er was both afraid and delighted. These trashy men deserved to be beaten up! However... Shen Hanxing's punch had also shattered their escape route. No matter how powerful Shen Hanxing was, could she fight against 20 to 30 strong men alone? Nevertheless, it was too late to say no.