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Second Chance Of Love

First love doesn't always end with a happy ending. For the happiness of the woman he loves, he wilingly let her go to another man. Since then, his heart is closed and love is only a game of feelings for him. Why should he waste his time by falling in love with someone else? Their first meeting started with a blind date where she stood him up. Fate decided to mess with their lives and they met again when she applied for a job at his company. There is no doubt that they feel something for each other, but would she be able to open his heart for love this time? After all, it is not easy to compete with the woman he has loved in his heart for 10 years. Excerpt: She stared into his eyes. "No matter how much you loved her in the past, from now on, there will only be me in your world. The unique me who will make you happy and make you forget the past. Wei Zhengsheng, I know you like me, and I hope you'll be satisfied with my existence." •••••• This is a continuation/sequel to My Little Sweet Wife, involving two secondary characters in there. Can be read as a stand-alone book, but for a better understanding, please read Book 1. • • • • English is not my first language, so please expect some grammatical errors in this book. • • • • Cherryiako's other books: » My Little Sweet Wife [Completed] » Sweet Beauty [Completed]

cherryiako · 现代言情
分數不夠
381 Chs

The Final Showdown II

Feeling Yu Haitao's gaze on her, Yu Daiyu gave him a long smile. At this time, he must have received the call about the change of ownership of the leather factory. He also should have known about the evidence of the real cause of her mother's death, about his cheating and the covered-up murder, which were stuck all over his office.

Since Yu Haitao was still her father and because he had only helped Qiao Song cover up the murder and was not directly involved in her mother's murder, Yu Daiyu did not want to announce this matter at the scene.

But this can be called a silent death blow. In order to get back everything that belonged to her mother, Yu Daiyu had forced Yu Haitao to have some self-respect. Not for anyone else, but she had done this for her grandmother.

Yu Haitao looked at the smile on Yu Daiyu's face for a long time. His hand was about to crush the phone he had just hung up.