Sweets Flood

In Yun City, there are rumors about Young Master Huo being temperamental and extreme. He is cold-hearted and will kick any woman away if they get close to him.
Little Fairy Wen was at loggerheads with Young Master Huo in her previous life.
Little Fairy Wen: "Can I suck up to you?"
"Scram."
That was expected. It would only be strange if Little Fairy Wen could succeed.
Not long later—
"Young Master Huo brought Little Fairy Wen to the countryside to watch shooting stars."
"Young Master Huo beat his love rival up so badly the latter is in the hospital."
Little Fairy Wen, the person involved, is pushed into a corner by Young Master Huo.
"I dare you to break up with me."
Little Fairy Wen smiles brightly. "You were the one who told me to scram."
The fierce Young Master Huo becomes a meek little puppy in the next second. "Don't break up with me. My life is yours from now on."
...
Wen Ruan died brutally in her previous life. Young Master Huo, who was terminally ill, collected her corpse and even laid into the crystal coffin with her after consuming poison.
Now that she's reborn, her goal is to tear the scumbags and bitches apart, cure his illness, suck up to him, and become his precious little fairy.
[The Little Fairy who is sweet and delicate, meek and charming VS The temperamental Young Master Huo who is extremely faithful and only pampers the little fairy ]

Reborn into Young Master Huo's Little Fairy

    He was just a teenager who was half a year older than her.


  However, he had experienced a life and death situation!


  Who was so cruel and merciless to want him dead?


  Wen Ruan blinked her teary eyes and looked at his thin and pale face. She asked softly," Are you feeling unwell anywhere?""


  She stretched out her hand and felt his pulse.


  In the next second, her fair little hand was wrapped in his palm.


  He held her tightly as if she would disappear the moment he let go!


  "I'm fine now." His voice was hoarse and weak.


  He held her hand and did not let go. His cold and handsome face was pale, and his eyes were even darker and deeper. They were like two whirlpools that wanted to suck her in deeply.


  "I made some bone porridge for you in the kitchen."


  He did not let go of her hand, nor did he respond to her words. He just held her firmly.


  His fever had subsided, and his fingertips were slightly cold.


  She held his slender fingers." What exactly happened?"


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