Qin Yu had lost both her parents when she was young and was all alone. Since then, she lived with her father’s comrade-in-arms.
Due to the huge inheritance that her father had left behind, her foster mother had attempted to murder her repeatedly. In order to survive, she could only pretend to be a mentally disabled child.
It wasn't easy for her to reach adulthood, yet her foster mom wanted to marry her off to a powerful and influential family.
She heard that her fiancé was blind and had a violent personality.
However, no matter how ruthless he was, was he as ruthless as her foster mom?
In order to escape from this terrifying family, she decisively agreed to marry that person in her sister’s place.
Soon, news of a fool marrying a blind man spread like wildfire.
Their marriage had become the hottest laughing stock locally.
However, after she married him, she realized that everything was not what the rumors said.
Her husband was not blind at all, and he was not cruel. He was gentle and refined, and he treated her like a treasure.
And she wasn't mentally deranged. She'd only pretended to be a fool to flee from her foster mom’s attempted murders.
What surprised her, even more, was that she had known her husband for a long time. A long time ago, they had been best friends online.
It was no wonder that her husband was as cold as ice to all women, lying that he was blind and unapproachable. But in front of her, he was as gentle as a lamb and did not hide anything.


EndlessFantasy Translation 

The Blind Lover

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She put Du Ming's business card into her small satchel, smiled sweetly at him, and waved goodbye. She turned around, and could still feel Du Ming looking at her, as if there were a knife in her back.

Sure enough, Shi Yong had hidden her away with ulterior motives. Now once she went out, someone would come to her door automatically. No matter how hard he tried, at least it was someone related to her parents.

She recalled the words of the elder, to not admit that she still remembered her parents in front of others. That way, she would be safe. As for whether they were a friend or foe, she would slowly distinguish them eventually.

She hurried to the hall, worried that Ning Chen would be anxious because she had been gone for too long. Suddenly, she saw a servant standing at the corner carefully holding a steaming pot.

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