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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 · 现代言情
分數不夠
4778 Chs

His arrogance offends her.

編輯: Atlas Studios

He believed that she was not putting on a show. Such guileless reaction could not be faked.

Mu Yazhe mused. Haven't this girl developed yet into a woman after six years?

He was admittedly satisfied with that. At least, her goodness was his alone to enjoy.

He was no different from other men, after all.

Her pureness and innocence filled him with pitiful pleasure, yet her seductive and coquettish persona last night also delighted him to no end.

He teased her with a playful smile, "Why are you so shy?"

His voice sounded mature and pleasant – mellow and charismatic. It made her heart skip a beat, and she blushed even more.

He smiled at her reaction and said with amusement, "You weren't like this last night."

He caressed her tiny waist and half-heartedly lifted up her skirt. His big hand probed in invasively and cuddled her smooth back.

Stunned, she quickly held his roaming hand. "Stop…"

"Stop?" He looked at her with his smoldering black eyes.

"Stop. Stop this," she firmly rejected. She was evidently not putting on an act unlike other women.

"You didn't say that last night."

Yun Shishi was somewhat horrified and lowered her head in shame. This was when she noticed their intimate proximity.

She uneasily backed away, yet she was held firmly in place by his big palm. There was no way for her to evade him this time around.

Her heart sank and she mumbled, "Sorry! Last night… was an accident! I don't know what happened… I'm very sorry if I brought you any trouble—"

He cut her off easily, "I was very satisfied."

She lifted her eyes in surprise and saw a check dangling in front of her. The amount written was 200,000 yuan, with a signature scrawled elegantly below – Mu Yazhe.

She was momentarily confounded and could not wrap her head around his action. She smiled awkwardly and asked, "Mister, what do you mean by this?"

She was truly confused! Why was this man suddenly giving her a check? What did he mean by doing this?

Did he just treat her as… as that kind of woman?

She was slightly offended. She wanted to dash out of the car and stay as far away as possible from him!

His lips curled slightly into a sarcastic jest. Her confusion meant something else altogether to him. "What? 200,000 yuan isn't enough?"

"What?" She was even more puzzled.

"Woman, are you really that innocent or just pretending to be innocent?" The man pinched her jaw with such force that tears sprang forth in her eyes. "I'm asking you if this check is enough to buy you for a night."

She was stricken when she heard his question. She did not respond for quite some time.

He took her silence as dissatisfaction with the lowly fee.

"Not enough?"

He paused. His angular jaw clenched coldly before opening it to say words that pierced her dignity like a dagger. "How much does it cost to buy you for a night? Villa, bungalow, Mercedes-Benz – let me know what you want; I have everything."

Her face sank. She then coldly enunciated, "This gentleman, you seem to be mistaken."