After Prison, the Tycoon Who Used Me Begged Me to Come Home

Ji Qingwan was framed by her best friend. After accidentally killing someone, she was sent to prison for five years by the man she loved most.

After her release, Ji Qingwan had only two things in mind: tear into her faithless ex and that fake friend, and find her child.

But why had the bastard who betrayed her changed so much? Hadn't he said he didn't love her? Hadn't he said she wasn't worthy of standing by his side? So why was he clinging to her twenty-four hours a day, even trying to get back together?

Watching the man stick to her like glue, Ji Qingwan wanted nothing more than to take her child and keep her distance, but he always stopped her.

If she couldn't escape him, then she might as well keep him.

Having a powerful man at her back would make it easier to deal with those who had hurt her than facing them empty-handed.

The hypocrite acted warm and affectionate toward her in public, but kept plotting against her in private.

Right in front of that fake friend, she wrapped her arms around the man's neck and purred, “Darling, my back aches and my legs are weak. Hold me.”

After making the fake friend show her true colors, she kicked the man away. “Get lost! A good dog doesn't block the road!”

He trapped her in the crook of his arm, grinning mischievously. “When you need something, I'm your husband. Otherwise, I'm just a bastard?”

Ji Qingwan bit him. “You bastard, don't push your luck!”

After getting out of prison, Ji Qingwan was spoiled rotten by that bastard.