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Darling CEO I'll marry you: His wife is a nightingale

Xia Lihua was born with a beautiful voice. A voice as sweet as hers was hard to find. She used to be her cousin sister's shadow singer. Her family exiled her to the United States when she was set up by her cousin sister and stepsister. She returned to her own country after completing high school in America only to discover her father had given orders for some guys to murder her. After narrowly escaping death, she was saved by a friend who rushed her to the hospital and with the help of a genius hacker she was able to eventually escape from the country, hiding in Milan for two years. Except for her grandfather who doted on her, the rest of the Xia family assumed that she was dead. After three years, she returned, stronger than ever, to face-slap the scumbags and exact retribution. She is now the nation's sister- a top idol and a movie queen. She is also known as the Ice Empress in business world! People called her the Nightingale because of her melodic voice, little did she know that she will be become the night songstress of the man whom she hated the most. She didn't know that she was the reason why the demon king couldn't sleep at night. All he could think about from morning till dusk was her. He could wreck devastation on earth for her, and this time he would do anything to keep her. The devil bigshot has made up his mind and is chasing her! Netizens: Is Emperor Yang pursuing you, sister Hua? Xia Lihua: No! He is just my ex-fiancé and a die-hard fan. Emperor Yang: What ex-fiancé? Bullshit! Tell them that you are my wife, little bird. Author note: The author is not Chinese and this is her own story. THIS IS NOT A TRANSLATION. [ Update: Cover art by- @dixerqua ;) (DO NOT STEAL!!!) ]

Dixerqua · 现代言情
分數不夠
348 Chs
#R18
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#MYSTERY
#TRAGEDY
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#CEO
#FACESLAPPING
#SHOWBIZ
#MARYSUE

Get down on your knees and apologize (2)

"I am sorry..." Nan Ling coughed. Her voice had turned hoarse and her throat also hurt from speaking for so long. "I can't speak anymore."

"You can't speak?" Xia Lihua asked. "Bo Yanyan, can you pass me a water bottle?"

Bo Yanyan snapped out of her trance.

 She had been watching Nan Ling apologize for almost five hundred times now, but it felt like an eternity. 

Of course, Nan Ling's voice had turned hoarse; it was only natural.

Bo yanyan hesitated for a moment, glancing at Nan Ling's pale, tear-streaked face, before handing the bottle to Xia Lihua.

Nan Ling lifted her gaze. 

Would Xia Lihua actually show kindness?

Xia Lihua unscrewed the cap with deliberate slowness, her eyes never leaving Nan Ling's. 

She gripped Nan Ling's chin with one hand, forcing her to raise her head.

Nan Ling flinched, her eyes wide with fear, her mouth instinctively opening as Xia Lihua tilted the bottle.