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Books by Snow-Scented Strawberry
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The Director’s Darling Little Wife 心尖宠，司长的小宠妻
A story about the powerful and privileged: an possessive bureau chief hero and a bunny-like heroine who slowly grows… He’s fiercely protective of his own. Everyone in Beijing’s elite circles says Director Fu is the very picture of restraint. Then one day, a sleepy-eyed girl emerges from the lounge in his office. A pale ankle peeks out from beneath her shirt, and a faint blush marks her collarbone. Everyone falls silent, only to see him calmly take off his jacket and drape it over her. “Did we wa
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Fatal Possession 致命占有
A possessive CEO + a possessive heroine Lu Hanchen never remembered his dreams. But at four in the morning, a dream jolted him awake. He was drenched in cold sweat, his fingers still curled as if around something. In the dream, he seemed to have held someone's hand. It had been soft and small, nothing like the hands he remembered. The city lights blazed outside the window, while he sat alone in his fortieth-floor apartment like an island. His phone lit up at 4:03 a.m. A text from an unknown numb
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The Beauty in the Palm of His Hand 掌心娇宠美人骨
Everyone in Beijing’s elite circles says Gu Yanshen is a block of ice that can never be warmed. Until one day at an auction, he splurged ten million on a jade hairpin and, in front of everyone, tucked it into Yu Jiao’s hair. “My woman doesn’t need you people judging her.” That night, Yu Jiao hooked a finger in his tie and laughed softly. “Mr. Gu, that was quite a convincing performance.” The man took off his gold-rimmed glasses and bit the tip of her ear. “Call me ‘gege’... The jade suits you, b
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Hand in Hand, With You 执手予你
A black Maybach pulls up in front of her right on time. The window rolls down, revealing his sharply defined profile. “Get in,” he says curtly. Ruan Ruxia opens the door, and a faint cedarwood scent wafts over her. She notices Yu Zechen reading financial statements, his long fingers scrolling across the tablet, his eyelashes casting fine shadows in the morning light.
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