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- The Madam Plays Dumb, the Ninth Lord Plays Blind 夫人装傻九爷装瞎 Everyone in Nancheng mocks Nan Mingyue: a pretty airhead, good for nothing but her looks. She plays along, obediently putting on a wedding dress, getting into the wedding car, and acting timid. Her performance is flawless. Then she gets snatched away. The groom’s own uncle, Beichen Mo, head of the Beichen Group, carries her out of the car in front of all thirty-three wedding cars and takes her to register their marriage. The whole city laughs: Ninth Master has stolen a pretty ornament to keep on 0Votes0Recs0Fans
- Thirty-Six Strategies for the Richest Man to Win Back His Wife 首富追妻三十六计 Ye Shang, Huaguo's youngest self-made billionaire, was forced by his grandfather to get a marriage certificate two years ago, using paraquat as leverage. His wife was a little girl in a school uniform who called him Uncle. Two years later, the girl has become the wildest beauty at her school, a taekwondo black belt who can kick a guy trying to hit on her straight into a booth with a single roundhouse. Holding a glass of champagne, Ye Shang "bumps into" her. "Hey, gorgeous, want to add me on WeCh 0Votes9Recs0Fans
- Lord Jiu's Cherished Captive 九爷的掌心囚宠 She is Qi Xi, a wild, untamed young woman who roams the shadows, a top-tier rebel with a fierce spirit. With no memories of anything before the age of seven and nothing but courage in her heart, she sets out. She pursues a big shot for a thousand miles over a roast duck, and one gunshot throws half the city into chaos. In the most dangerous forbidden zone, she goes against the grain, infiltrating her sworn enemy's estate. She dyes her flamboyant blond hair, disguises herself as a mediocre maid, 0Votes9Recs0Fans
- A Wildcat in My Arms 野猫入怀 She stole his car, and his heart. In the end, she gave herself to him too. In September, at eight years old, she ran away from the orphanage with her older sister. She scavenged through trash cans, slept under bridges, and raced in illegal street meets, living like a sharpened blade. She had stolen and robbed, and stained her hands with blood, but there was one thing she had never stolen: someone else's heart. She didn't believe in that. She only believed in the money clenched in her palm, and i 0Votes87Recs0Fans
