Gauze & Snow

There was breaking news in Beijing. “Master Qiao’s wife for twelve years ran away! Without taking her son with her!”
Rumors spread like wildfire. Some said that Master Qiao was two-faced with a cold attitude which led to an unhappy marriage. Others said his wife got together with another man. And a few said, their son was too ugly.
One day, the little boy found Ye Jiaqi and cried,” Qiqi, daddy says I was bought from a pet shop.”
“How can you buy such a gorgeous son from the pet shop,” Ye Jiaqi replied, “You were obviously won… From a lottery.”
…
Twenty years ago, he had spoiled her to the heavens. Twenty years later, he spoiled both of them to the heavens and back.
And from then on, Master Qiao had only one person in his heart.

Fated love: the unwanted bride

With a slightly gloomy tone, Sylvan Cheney's jawline instantly tightened, his eyes deep and contemplative.


"Hmm." Jasmine Yale mumbled a reply in acknowledgment.


She wasn't feeling too bold to defy Sylvan just yet.


The screech of the tires against the pavement echoed loudly.


"Ah!" Jasmine jolted forward, smacking her head against the front passenger seat!


Touching her head, it really hurt. She drew in a sharp breath of cold air.


"Get out of the car!" Sylvan ordered, his eyebrows furrowed coldly, his tone remorseless and icy.


"Did we arrive?" Jasmine asked, confused.


How in the world had she angered him again? Seriously.


Sylvan sat rigidly, the tailored suit clinging to him, making him look even more standoffish.


Jasmine glanced at him, puzzled. Was he angry? And at her?


But she couldn't decipher any emotion from the depths of his eyes.


Chapter 225: It Really Hurts to Death