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[The down-and-out rich lady* bears the iceberg-faced young man's forensic medicine]
Marriage first, love later | Reunion after long absence | Secret love comes true | Entertainment industry | Real and fake daughters
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On New Year's Eve, Yu Qing learned that she had been arranged for a business marriage by her parents.
The target is a second-married boss of a cooperative company. He is almost forty years old, has a bald head and a beer belly, and is useless anywhere.
The parents felt sorry for their biological daughter and couldn't bear to let Yu Qingyu marry her. Yu Qing'an, the fake daughter who was mistakenly married, was the best victim.
That night, Yu Qingyan threw his chopsticks and left home, facing the heavy snow.
She was sitting alone in the coffee shop. The hotel was full and the streets were deserted.
Ding dong - the store door was pushed open, and the person who came was wearing a black windbreaker. She was tall, with deep eye sockets and a high nose. The expensive man's scent mixed with the cold air blew through her hair.
His lips moved slightly, his expression was forbearing and his eyebrows were lowered.
"Don't be afraid, come home with me."
Yu Qingan originally thought that Wei Yu was just letting her stay temporarily because of old acquaintances, but she didn't expect that two days later, he proposed to her.
A fake daughter married a noble son of a top entertainment company, which immediately caused a sensation in the whole city.
After the marriage, Yu Qingyan did not hide her feelings. She directly pulled Wei Yu over and told him that she didn't love him. She just wanted to see her parents' faces turn pale.
The man didn't say anything, he just tucked her in silently every night and filled her room with expensive and limited-edition luxuries.
On Yu Qing'an's birthday, Wei Yu drank some wine, and after taking a bath, he fell drunk in her arms with a towel wrapped around him.
The man's body was slightly hot, his muscle lines were clearly visible, and his half-dried hair hung down on her chest, making her feel unbearably itchy.
With a delicate kiss falling on her collarbone, his love words numbed her reason like alcohol.
"Wei Yu, you bastard, don't cross the line..."
"Then I have to let you make your own mistakes."
Note: Double C, safe to eat.
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Intention: You are more valuable than your status
